my favorite thing about going to work on mondays is not just that it's technically my thursday but the fact i wear virtually the same outfit every single monday.
i have, possibly, two business getups in my closet so i start each week wondering if i should wear my pinstripe white shirt or my pink shirt.
sometimes i try to throw a curve ball and i'll wear a black tie with whichever shirt. i find that tricks people into seeing my clothes as an entirely different thing than the week before.
and so far, it's worked.
i'll come to work wearing the white collared shirt, black tie, slacks and blazer-- looking a bit like a mormon or like a standard ballpoint pen-- and i receive different comments every day.
"you look nice today!"
and the next monday, i'll wear that same costume again-- this time without the tie-- half the time without even washing the clothes since the last time i wore them. and i'll hear a new string of empty compliments and clever remarks as if i'd never worn the clothes at all.
"you look very blues brothery today."
the greatest thing is when a coworker asks me if i've gotten a lot of sleep recently, or had a good day because i look "really sharp" when in fact i feel mediocre and haven't showered in four days.
do you know the trick?
i shaved.
that's all it takes: a shave and a tie.
p.s. - carmen clawed the white shirt. now i'm down to just the pink one. it may be time for new clothes. and cat stew.
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