I should celebrate (along with my creditors) because, financially, things will be easier. However, I mourn because 40 hours of my personal freedom per week will no longer exist. Don’t get me wrong, I am so excited to have a job, finally, after all those job applications, interviews, letters and emails of rejection and dry cleaning bills. I have a job! It doesn’t pay a whole lot, certainly nothing near what I was accustomed to, but it pays ok and has benefits and actually sounds interesting. And, I will be among people, not just four walls. I guess I’ll have to keep certain noises at bay now, such as talking to myself, singing out loud, and those unmentionable bodily noises that I won’t mention…..hence the unmentionable reference. But I digress. (Don’t you hate it when people write that? I do. And then I write it anyway. Don’t judge.)
So my next question is, WHAT am I going to wear? I’ll be in training at first, and the dress code is ‘business casual’. Only problem for me is, I have ‘business wear’ (not casual) and I have ‘Casual” (definitely not business). Quandary. I can’t even mix and match because, quite frankly, I wasn’t privy to the fashionista gene, thus I have no idea what works. Mostly, I go for what fits. I’ll figure it out, though. And even if I don’t look stellar on my first day, everyone (and I mean Everyone) will LOVE my purse. I know my handbags. As you probably know if you’ve read me for long, I would trample a room full of 90 year olds to get to that one special handbag in Kohl’s. I just roll that way.
So what do you think about Dockers khaki slacks, my Denver Broncos John Elway signature jersey, my black penny loafers and my Vera Wang sexy purple bag? Steaming HOT, huh?
Hells yeah, bring on the water cooler and the donuts…..hide your staplers and your cute secretaries.
Terri’s heading back to work!
(Images from Google Images)