My Penultimate Achievement
When I came to my current place of employment lo so many years ago (2 years in December), jeans were not worn in my group on Fridays. That's right; it was a Formal Friday. My response?
"Oh fuck this."
So, being one who not only keeps it real, but also does not bow down to The Man, I devised a fiendish plan to infiltrate jeans into the society of my area!!!!
First, I began wearing more casual shirts on Friday. Dressier T-shirts, untucked polos, that kind of thing. Then, I moved to jeans--but with dress shoes and button up shirts. Finally, I moved down to my beloved Air Max and polos.
During this period, it became accepted. More people in my area began wearing jeans. Soon, the vast majority of people in my area wore jeans on Friday!
My boss--we'll call him Dave--stayed strong, however. A strict dress shirt and slacks man, he stayed true to his convictions. Knowing that I would have to wait for the perfect opportunity, I bide my time--and waited for the moment to strike!
That moment finally came.
Dave's wife had surgery on her rotator cuff, thus leaving her UNABLE TO IRON HIS DRESS SHIRTS. Dave was forced to begin wearing polos. Like a shark in the water, I smelled blood and moved in for the kill.
For two weeks I urged Dave to wear jeans, since it was the new "casual" Dave. I pointed out how everyone is doing it. I brought it up in front of our Director, who being the wonderful person she is, of course dropped the "No I don't mind if you wear jeans!" comment. And finally, I told him that if he wore jeans, I would bring Krispy Kreme to work.
We both lived up to our ends of the bargain.
My victory is now complete! I will now move on to my next goal…an official policy for jeans on Friday at my company!
"You called down the thunder, and now you've got it...you tell em I'm coming, and Hell's coming with me you hear? Hell's coming with me!"
--Kurt Russell, Tombstone
"Oh fuck this."
So, being one who not only keeps it real, but also does not bow down to The Man, I devised a fiendish plan to infiltrate jeans into the society of my area!!!!
First, I began wearing more casual shirts on Friday. Dressier T-shirts, untucked polos, that kind of thing. Then, I moved to jeans--but with dress shoes and button up shirts. Finally, I moved down to my beloved Air Max and polos.
During this period, it became accepted. More people in my area began wearing jeans. Soon, the vast majority of people in my area wore jeans on Friday!
My boss--we'll call him Dave--stayed strong, however. A strict dress shirt and slacks man, he stayed true to his convictions. Knowing that I would have to wait for the perfect opportunity, I bide my time--and waited for the moment to strike!
That moment finally came.
Dave's wife had surgery on her rotator cuff, thus leaving her UNABLE TO IRON HIS DRESS SHIRTS. Dave was forced to begin wearing polos. Like a shark in the water, I smelled blood and moved in for the kill.
For two weeks I urged Dave to wear jeans, since it was the new "casual" Dave. I pointed out how everyone is doing it. I brought it up in front of our Director, who being the wonderful person she is, of course dropped the "No I don't mind if you wear jeans!" comment. And finally, I told him that if he wore jeans, I would bring Krispy Kreme to work.
We both lived up to our ends of the bargain.
My victory is now complete! I will now move on to my next goal…an official policy for jeans on Friday at my company!
"You called down the thunder, and now you've got it...you tell em I'm coming, and Hell's coming with me you hear? Hell's coming with me!"
--Kurt Russell, Tombstone
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