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08/01/01 Actual conversation between me and my boss today post-5 PM (Note - I am wearing a white, sleeveless glittery sweater, a black stretchy skirty with a small ruffle on the bottom, and black sandals): Her: So what the hell happened to you while you were gone? Me: What do you mean? Her: You're all dressed up. You look all corporate and stuff. Me: We had a meeting today. Her: So? Me: Well it was my first meeting back and... Her: I even wore jeans this week and everything, and you've been dressed up the entire time. Me: I was showing cleavage on Monday. Her: Not really. Me: By the end of the day I was. And yesterday I was wearing gym shoes and a skirt. Her: I guess so. You're just dressing corporate. That's all I'm saying. At this point, our information architect walks in to deliver a site map. He is wearing jeans, a polo shirt, and flip-flops. Me: Hey, do you think I'm dressed corporate? Like any smart man, he smiled and backed out of the door slowly. Me: It was just because of the meeting! We had a meeting! Her: What happened to all your funky t-shirts? What happened to the pigtails? The denim skirts, the blue jeans... Me (picking sadly at the fringe of my skirt): This isn't bad...this skirt is kind of funky. Her: Jame, you're wearing black and white. You can't get more corporate than that. Me: Will you leave me alone and let me freak out about turning 30 already? So I was forced to go shopping again after work. This is getting out of hand.
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