Last Thursday, after a considerable holliday, I got back to work. As usual not only is there a raft of work waiting for me, but everyone is running around panicing because schools have also just returned to work after their summer break and of course the phones are ringing off the hook.
There is a point to this, so bear with me ...
One of the things on my mind recently has been how depressing my work clothes are, since entering a place where I'm expected to wear a shirt and suit trousers I've deliberately gone for stuff thats baggy and hides my shape, but I've fought against this enforced appearance too. I have had official warnings about my clothes in the past, and although conforming from that point I always stay as close to the limit of whats acceptable as possible out of principle - I spent one year in cowboy boots for instance. And it struck me, out of the hundreds of people I come into contact with through work there's maybe 3 or 4 others who present themselves as non-conformist in any way.
Its like 1% of the workforce, I mean whut?! Do so few people feel strangled by the ideals of 'normal'? ... thinking back there's never been a time where I didn't want to go against the grain, to be free, express myself through clothes and behaviour - not big stuff, just choosing for my own taste and not that of the mob. I just don't understand what part of me drives towards this that is missing from other people; splashed all over popular media such as music and film there's an ideal of rebelliousness, and yet the people who watch these films and enjoy this music can be so banal about life itself.
Well I've decided that if I'm going to be pig headed I may as well do it right, I've now formulated a plan to gradually move to androgynous / feminine attire at work (I have to be subtle, to bend the acceptance of those in charge bit-by-bit) so that I can take pride in my appearance. It would certainly help me get out of bed in the morning to feel good about my presentation ... I wonder if there's any way I culd get away with a little makeup ... gotta push the envelope!