things about yerself...

Oct 12, 2009 18:19

I never knew I've grown to resist The Man. I had a job interview today. I've never actually had one in my entire life. I worked as a secretary in high school for two companies: my mom's real estate office and my aunt's doctor's office. No interview needed. Since then I've been my own boss in various settings. I did chat with a couple of people last year when they were wondering if my classes would fit the programs they were running, so I suppose those were interviews. But today I was being asked to chat with several people at once- the heads of the Theater Department at a local college about possibly running their summer camp program. Getting my paperwork together I surprisingly had this conversation with myself:

Change your shirt.
It's a nice shirt.
It's a Tea Punk shirt with a purple-haired girl sticking her pierced tongue out. Not business.
I'm not interviewing for an office job.
It's not professional. Wear one of your button down shirts.
No. This shirt is me.
It's not professional and you want to convey the image that you can be a professional.
No. There's nothing wrong with this shirt. It's not offensive.
Not a shirt to wear to an interview.
No! I don't wear typical business clothes and won't lie about who I am!
You're wearing dark red, velvet stretch pants with a demin jacket and you have big, curly hair. No one will mistake you for a prep.
No!
Change your shirt.
No!

I took a break from agonizing in front of my closet. 20 minutes later, I have to leave and consider calling someone else for their opinion, but I know what the answer will be. And I change my shirt. I look pretty cute too.

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