Sunday, May 27, 2012

How to dress to impress at your new job


I wrote this a month ago on the way to work but completely forgot to post it. I’m posting it now because I can…


I do not believe it!

One week into a brand new job and I’m sat here on a train in split trousers!

I only started here last Tuesday and have been parading myself about in a whole wardrobe of carefully purchased new clothes. 13 years of service at my last place had dwindled down my attention to detail on the dressing front, let’s just say I wasn’t putting much effort in, so when I was preparing to start anew I headed into town to stock up.

New trousers, new shirts, new ties. I even bought some new razors so I could remember to shave in the mornings.

I’m a new man.

But after only 5 days I’m going to be revealing the real me in the office today and I’m gutted.
I stood, just now, to let a guy sit in the window seat and when I sat back down all I could hear was tearing. 

My pocket had snagged onto the centre armrest. I’ve torn a gaping crevasse into the side of my trousers. I can’t cover it. I can’t get off the train and go home.

I’m such an arse.

So there goes my new image – the confident, energetic, fresh and dare I say sexy, potential leader of men has dissolved already back into the shambolic, scruffy, bumbling buffoon that he was before.

I guess I’ll spend the whole day walking around with my hand pressed against my hip. Looking camp has to be better than looking tramp, right?


Update: I did indeed spend the whole day trying to cover it up with my hand. I failed to fool anyone. Now they think I’m a camp tramp.

6 comments:

Frances said...

Be thankful the rip was at the side...... you might have been called far worse than camp tramp!

Badger said...

I did that once and stapled it together.

Glen said...

Frances - (yes I'm using your commenting name) Button Mushroom?

Badger - stapled what together?

DangGina said...

Hey! You fooled them for a week, sir! Hold your head high!

Kathy said...

Things happen. Whether you have a rip in your pants or not they have to know how amazing you are or they wouldn't have hired you. You just made the day at the office a bit more interesting and gave them all something to talk about. Nothing wrong with that!

Kathy
http://gigglingtruckerswife.blogspot.com

C-PAT said...

You were always so smart here. I remember one day you even tucked your shirt in.