I've recently submitted an application for a new job--a promotion of sorts. I'll keep you all posted as developments occur. The other day, though, a friend of mine advised me that, if I get the job, I will have to go shopping. As someone who has sported a wardrobe of t-shirts and jeans almost exclusively for the last ten years or so, I have a decided lack of "adult clothes." Or, to be exact, the adult clothes I do possess have not, um, expanded as much as I have over the last ten years. So, yes, I agreed, I will have to accept the fact that a wardrobe upgrade may be necessary. This friend then suggested I start now.
"Dress for the job you want," she said, "not the job you have."
Sound advice, indeed! So, for the last week I have worn a New York Mets uniform to work everyday. If that doesn't work, in a couple of weeks I'll start dressing like a magician! Or a bat!