Tuesday, March 04, 2008

The Lumberjack

We rarely if ever had meetings, when meetings happened they always divulged into tangents and anecdotes about subjects no one quite knew how to follow or understand. Rarely were meetings for everyone, but story time to help feed the teller's ego.

On this morning a meeting was called to address professional attire and tardiness. A few nameless colleagues (it was a small office so it wasnt hard to figure who) have
a) been regularly late to work and/or
b) not dressing professionally (read suit tie, or two steps up from business casual, or as we like to call it "bidness formal")

Minutes felt like hours as The Boss and my direct supervisor (live via teleconference) went on and on about the importance of dressing in professional attire and arriving on time. Knowing that this talking to was not directed at me I settled into a hazy dream world of "I DON'T CARE".

"No Jeans"

"No Sneakers"

"No Haltertops"

"When we say 9:00 AM, we don't mean 9:05 or 9:10"

Blah blah blah blah.............

Eventually the meeting was done and we all went onto do our respective tasks for the day......

The next day....

It was known around the office that The Boss liked to stay late and he liked the taste of alcohol, we weren't really sure if the staying late and the liking of the taste of alcohol were related but there was always alcohol in the office, be it in wine bottle form or mouth wash form (which is another story for another day). It was also easy to determine if the boss had stayed late the previous night because he always had bed head and usually was dressed in the same clothes or variation of the previous day's attire from the previous work day. So the next day after the "MEETING on professional attire" it was obvious that THE BOSS had stayed the night. Only on this occasion, accompanying his bedhead, he was dressed in a red and black flannel and a pair of jeans, that we later discovered he stored in filing cabinets,

Never again were we warned about attire.....

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