Our company decided to buy polos for the team. Super nice of them, really. Very high quality shirt. But it had to be a man who decided that our 80% female team would need polos. Even my manager smirked when she mentioned the word "polo" to me. She knows how I feel about "man shirts." I, Sarah, am a woman. I have breasts, and a rounded tummy, and rounded shoulders. I wear a real bra. I do NOT belong in a man's shirt, which is a polo. BUT! It was free, and I could choose any color I wanted. I decided to get lime green. I want to like it. But...but...
I look ridiculous. See?
It was a very long day at work. One, I commuted, so lost two hours of my day. Two, I skipped lunch to catch up on all my work. Three, despite skipping lunch, I was unable to catch up. Four, by the end of the day, I was crying in my manager's office. Classy.
|Hair: twisted into the weirdest knot ever. Grays are coming back in at the temples. Desperately want to cut hair, Mr. R is begging me not to do it.|
|Still rocking the gold sparkle pedi (it chipped, but I filled it back in) and my Target flats. My dress is actually knee length, it's just a weird angle.|
But tomorrow is going to be better. Know why? 1) I'm working from home. 2) We get a bonus check tomorrow! 3) We have overtime this week. So hopefully, I can catch up.
|Ugh. Where's my pajamas?!?!|