Where I work, there’s a sort of informal agreement that Friday is casual day. The rules aren’t particularly strong. If you turned up looking like this, you might be looked at strangely, but that’s about it.
On non-casual days I wear what amounts to a uniform – black shoes, black “work” pants and a business shirt. I wear the suit jacket only when I have a big meeting, and a tie only for job interviews.
On casual days I just swap the shoes for sneakers, work pants for jeans and the business shirt for a t-shirt. Everyone’s happy.
This week, otherwise known as Out-of-office Email Week, I’ve decided it’s going to be casual Friday every day. Also, seeing as it’s a bit hot outside, I’m wearing shorts. Shorts!
The world hasn’t come to an end. There have been no complaints, even from impressionable women, forced to share the lift with my unsightly, hairy, stubby calfs.
Perhaps this is my resolution for 2010: a casual year. Sounds good.
Running
A reasonable run this morning, before it got too hot. Reasonable, not good, but that’s a lot better than most of my recent runs. It was 13km from the city, up towards Brunswick and back via Royal Park. I was pretty sweaty there by the end, but in a good way. Here it is on mapmyrun.com.
Incidentally, AJH – you’ll see by that map where my work is (at the start and end of the run). Just opposite there in Lonsdale Street is that woman I was telling you about yesterday.
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