Corporate wardrobe...
... I got the fright of my life last night when I was driving home from the shops. I was following some station wagon along the main road, not paying any particular attention to it, when we hit a bit of a dip in the road and suddenly my headlights shone straight onto the hideous thing clinging to it just below the boot.
My first thought was that it'd backed into some poor, unsuspecting animal and now it was left stuck to the left rear light, it's face still twisted in a horrible grimace. But then I saw that it actually seemed to be reaching out, as if climbing down off the car. It looked so much like a monster, or at least like what I used to think a monster looked like when I was a kid. That's when I pretty much panicked.
Okay, so common sense should have told me it was a plastic toy put there on purpose, and a dodgy looking one at that. But it was late at night ... and it was dark ... and it all happened in a split second ... and just shut up! You weren't there!
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Our office is getting to the point now where we're just about ready to move into our shiny new building. Yep, the spank'n new library that's been almost three years in the making is finally done and we're excitedly preparing for our new lives as corporatey type people.
Not that we have the faintest clue how to go about being corporatey type people. You've got to understand, up until now we've always been a bit ... shall we say trailer-trash? Okay, so maybe that's a bit harsh, but we're definitely not the businesswear matching furniture corporate image types.
Now we've even got something that they're calling our "Corporate Wardrobe". Not uniforms, mind you. Apparently we're not allowed to use the "U" word. We've got to call it a corporate wardrobe. Actually, to be fair, it's rather nice. Just a plain black shirt with the red logo printed on the back to one side.
It's a bit of a relief, actually. Ever since we found out about the uniforms which aren't, I was afraid they were going to start dressing us like a bunch of credit union employees. I mean, I like blue print polyester with flame coloured scarves as much as the next person, but I don't particularly want to spend my working life in them...
My first thought was that it'd backed into some poor, unsuspecting animal and now it was left stuck to the left rear light, it's face still twisted in a horrible grimace. But then I saw that it actually seemed to be reaching out, as if climbing down off the car. It looked so much like a monster, or at least like what I used to think a monster looked like when I was a kid. That's when I pretty much panicked.
Okay, so common sense should have told me it was a plastic toy put there on purpose, and a dodgy looking one at that. But it was late at night ... and it was dark ... and it all happened in a split second ... and just shut up! You weren't there!
**********
Our office is getting to the point now where we're just about ready to move into our shiny new building. Yep, the spank'n new library that's been almost three years in the making is finally done and we're excitedly preparing for our new lives as corporatey type people.
Not that we have the faintest clue how to go about being corporatey type people. You've got to understand, up until now we've always been a bit ... shall we say trailer-trash? Okay, so maybe that's a bit harsh, but we're definitely not the businesswear matching furniture corporate image types.
Now we've even got something that they're calling our "Corporate Wardrobe". Not uniforms, mind you. Apparently we're not allowed to use the "U" word. We've got to call it a corporate wardrobe. Actually, to be fair, it's rather nice. Just a plain black shirt with the red logo printed on the back to one side.
It's a bit of a relief, actually. Ever since we found out about the uniforms which aren't, I was afraid they were going to start dressing us like a bunch of credit union employees. I mean, I like blue print polyester with flame coloured scarves as much as the next person, but I don't particularly want to spend my working life in them...
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