My Job

Have I mentioned that my work has uber-stupid rules? In fact, there is an official document, that I have yet to see, that actually bullet points things you cannot do while in the office. A few I have heard are:

*no cross talking
*no smelly food in public spaces

Cross talking means that when you are sitting in your cube you can't just talk to your neighbor in the next cube who probably shares a wall with you. You aren't allowed to just be like, "Hey, Nancy. How do I transfer a call again?" You either have to get up and go to their cube (because you're not allowed in unless they invite you) or pick up the phone and call them so that they can hear you twice, on the phone and in their cube because you sit RIGHT THERE.

The smelly food thing makes sense because once, at my old job, I totally snapped at a co-worker who cooked fish a bazillion times a week in the microwave only to take his cooked food from the kitchen into his office and close the door. What he wasn't aware of was that the kitchen was right next to where a co-worker and I sat so every fish day we would be gagging at the fish smell all over the office.

I've been noticing that mostly on Fridays people wear jeans here. I thought, is there a casual day on Friday and no one told me? This week I saw a renegade pair of jeans on Tuesday, which I think may have prompted an email from our HR lady to outline our office dress code. Basically, jeans aren't allowed. Neither are shorts, strapless tops, halter tops, tube tops, sweat pants and flip flops.

I've said this before, and I realize that the point of having a dress code is to appropriate a professional atmosphere, however, wearing slacks instead of jeans is not gonna make me any more productive. In fact, it sometimes makes me less productive. Even late for work because I have to stand around and figure out what to wear. And I don't know about you but, I think there is a huge difference between a chic, pair of crisp, dark wash denim jeans (paired with a blazer and heels) and a TUBE TOP.

That said, I showed up at work today in a long sleeve t-shirt, a pair of cargo pants and my pumas. Whoops. I'm probably getting fired.