Not to sound ungrateful or anything, but:
Our holiday work lunch is today. It’s at one of those silly downtown clubs that’s like an urban country club but without the golf and tennis. You know, the kind with a “reading room” and a squash court and like forty-seven bars? The kind that only let women in starting like 15 years ago and which still requires jackets and forbids denim? They’re odd places.
So today, which is CASUAL FRIDAY, on which I could USUALLY BE ALLOWED TO WEAR JEANS, I have to dress in a suit so that I can go to a silly downtown club to be served a dry club sandwich and a warm diet coke. Ho ho ho indeed.
Grumble.
Think of today as OPPOSITE DAY. You know, like when we were kids and wore our clothes backwards. So, you have to dress up and be all fancy during the day. But, how many Friday nights are spent out on the town in yoga pants??? Seriously, it’s opposite day for you! =)
Is there ANYTHING worse than the work holiday lunch? I think not.
My dad used to belong to one of those whack downtown clubs and I totally took advantage of the lovely locker pool and toasty pool. I even took water aerobics with a bunch of senior citizen couples. They had to wonder what my deal was.
(Uh, that was meant to read “lovely locker room”).
Oh, I’d be pissed too! We used to have our work holiday party on a Friday, but it was after work and we were all so wedded to our casual Fridays that we would bring fancy clothes to change into after work. Plus, this had the added bonus of being more cocktail-fancy than work-fancy.
i’m in a similar situation, except we’re not even HAVING a holiday party, we’re having an “employee recognition event” for everyone who’s been here 5 or 10 years or whatever. so i dressed up nicely on a casual friday to go sit in a banquet hall and listen to every 5-year vet get called by name and congratulated, i’m guessing.
I would be upset too
I am totally rockin’ jeans today!