Personal Preferences...
Let's put it
this way, if I owned a business (casual-type, let's say a used
bookstore) and you came in for even an application in three-day old
clothes, torn, you kinda smell like old food and B.O., and your hair
could change the oil in my car; no, you're probably not getting hired. I
have no way to believe that you could come to work clean and
presentable. (this goes for both thin AND fat people).
If you have piercings or tattoos, good on ya. However, I, as a personal preference, would rather not see the inside of your nose or mouth due to gauge piercings, and I probably wouldn't hire you.
I love that with my job I can pretty much wear whatever the hell I want. Like today. I'm in a green sweater, brown tie-dyed scarf, navy maxi-skirt, navy tights, and grey boots. It's kind of funny--I seem to dress "up" more during the winter than the summer. My summer wardrobe consists of skirts and shorts and tee shirts.
That being said, I'm not going to come in from last night's party, makeup smeared to my ears, unbrushed and unwashed, and reeking of a brewery. I'd be sent home to either clean up and change, or stay home for the day. Why would you think anyone else would want to have me around? It's your workplace, folks. You have to share it with other people, and if you're working with my food, dafuq if you think I'm gonna eat there ever again. *hurk*
What do you get to wear to work?
Smooches,
Steph
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