Friday: Me Today
Fridays rarely disappoint. Well, except that when I got up this morning, I realized that all of my jeans were in the washer, damp... and that I would be wearing "work" clothes to work on a Friday. This minor annoyance gnawed at me for the first 2 hours of work.
I'm newly reinstalled in a real office at work in a real building where real colleagues of mine also work. This, after 18 months in a job where I worked virtually (in cafes, usually), wearing whatever I darn well pleased. I miss that way of working sometimes because it fits very well with the kind of worker that I am - solitary, not working on a fixed schedule.
One of the pleasures of going to a real office to work with real colleagues is once again participating in the "Casual Fridays" ritual. The ripple effect begins with that extra 5 minutes I can sleep in because I don't have to fuss around with dress pants and shirts. I grab a pair of pants and a t-shirt with some hip web2.0 company on it and head out the door.
Not this morning, though... and I had a brand new Plurk.com shirt that I was going to debut.
Plurk. Plurk, plurk, plurk... plurk.
My boyfriend took one look at the web site and said like, "Nice, if you're 7 years old." He's right, but hey, I have the shirt.
And next Friday, it will be the conversation starter:
"What the hell is that???"
