George Santayana, "Those who do not learn history are doomed to repeat it."
History never repeats, I tell myself before I go to sleep,
Neil Finn, History Never Repeats, Waiata,Split Enz
So imagine how chagrined I am when I see the person who hassled me, and was quite possibly the dumbest supervisor ever.
At Wallyworld, I am going to pick up some pot pies, to have something quick to eat. I am still in my work clothes, an orange tunic, short black skirt, and platform black heels. Nylons came with the outfit, but I put so many runs in them that i had to pitch them. So I see her and she starts going on about how i am wearing a skirt and heels, and looking nice. It's not that I did not thank her for the compliment but the way she was going on was just odd.
Like I never owned anything nice and never gave a shit. Or Something. I do not know.
The thing about working in nursing homes, and asssisted living facilities, is that you give showers and you do stuff that gets stuff on your clothes. You wear scrubs because they are extremely difficult to stain, and easily machine washable. Same with the poloshirts I had to wear. Nothing damaged them, I don't know why. The Director of Lyford Cove called me to remind me to bring back the shirts. AS IF! As If I fucking wanted them around! I don't even like bloody polo shirts!
Jen's been helping me with my wardrobe and has graciously lent me a few outfits. I look good but still am the same ensembllely challenged person I was. I do own some nice things, and a couple of pretty dresses. I bought some good shoes at the outlet mall in Vero Beach. I will be adding some things to my wardrobe as soon as i start getting paid agian.
I am not severely ensembblly challenged, really. I just don't have a lot of skill matching stuff up yet. Take the outfit i wore to UnafestFlorida as an example: blue jeans, navy blazer, and smoke blue tank top. All of those things were basically the same shade of blue.
Every now and agian, I ask Jen what looks good and if it coordinates . I own halter tops as well and those strappy little tank tops with the shelf bra. I still have the silver halter i wore to ChiDope '02.
Moments Of Flaming Idiocy
There is a new oven at this new place, and Wednesday night I turned it on to heat up a frozen dinner, not realizing that there was a plastic wrapped broiler pan still in there. In that pan, in plastic wrappings were some brochures and the warranty.
I go to change my clothes, and didn't even think to look in the oven. Scarcely 10 minutes later, there's an unusual smell in the kitchen, and melted plastic all over my new oven.
Neil Finn, History Never Repeats, Waiata,Split Enz
So imagine how chagrined I am when I see the person who hassled me, and was quite possibly the dumbest supervisor ever.
At Wallyworld, I am going to pick up some pot pies, to have something quick to eat. I am still in my work clothes, an orange tunic, short black skirt, and platform black heels. Nylons came with the outfit, but I put so many runs in them that i had to pitch them. So I see her and she starts going on about how i am wearing a skirt and heels, and looking nice. It's not that I did not thank her for the compliment but the way she was going on was just odd.
Like I never owned anything nice and never gave a shit. Or Something. I do not know.
The thing about working in nursing homes, and asssisted living facilities, is that you give showers and you do stuff that gets stuff on your clothes. You wear scrubs because they are extremely difficult to stain, and easily machine washable. Same with the poloshirts I had to wear. Nothing damaged them, I don't know why. The Director of Lyford Cove called me to remind me to bring back the shirts. AS IF! As If I fucking wanted them around! I don't even like bloody polo shirts!
Jen's been helping me with my wardrobe and has graciously lent me a few outfits. I look good but still am the same ensembllely challenged person I was. I do own some nice things, and a couple of pretty dresses. I bought some good shoes at the outlet mall in Vero Beach. I will be adding some things to my wardrobe as soon as i start getting paid agian.
I am not severely ensembblly challenged, really. I just don't have a lot of skill matching stuff up yet. Take the outfit i wore to UnafestFlorida as an example: blue jeans, navy blazer, and smoke blue tank top. All of those things were basically the same shade of blue.
Every now and agian, I ask Jen what looks good and if it coordinates . I own halter tops as well and those strappy little tank tops with the shelf bra. I still have the silver halter i wore to ChiDope '02.
Moments Of Flaming Idiocy
There is a new oven at this new place, and Wednesday night I turned it on to heat up a frozen dinner, not realizing that there was a plastic wrapped broiler pan still in there. In that pan, in plastic wrappings were some brochures and the warranty.
I go to change my clothes, and didn't even think to look in the oven. Scarcely 10 minutes later, there's an unusual smell in the kitchen, and melted plastic all over my new oven.