Funny stuff! I've been just about everywhere in filthy work attire, goes with the job but I've had a few special moments.

Had an appointment with a new doc last week. Needed a new doc and this one came with great acclaims and a dear old friend actually called a referral for me to be accepted. I'm getting ready and considering "first impressions". Hmm? Rats nest of a ponytail on the back of my head, horseshoe mustache, and a 6" ponytail dangling from my chin, lol.

I chose my very best work boots (the ones I wear after work), a nice green button-down shirt, and a nice pair of jeans with my newest clean hat. Best I can muster. Everything is going good, I arrived with only a few minutes to spare. Paperwork and nurses duties done I get seated in a room. Looked down at my jeans and they were work jeans. Stained work jeans with a blown out knee! Mind you I have a half-dozen pair of non-work jeans. You might guess how often I wear them?

I was lucky in college that another student ran up to me to tell me my dress was tucked into my panties as I came out of the bathroom. I had walked all of 50 yards (un)dressed like that.

Also in college, I had to "dress for business". I guess my pantyhose were a little old as I rarely wore them back in those days. Nobody did! I felt them falling as I walked to the car. There was no bathroom near by without walking back to the buildings. There was no inconspicuous way to pull them up in the lot. I just kept walking and wiggled some and kept praying for them to stay up. As soon as I stopped to put the key into my car door, they completely fell to the ground! Phew!

That happened to me!!!! But it was thigh highs... damn things...I made it all the way into the hospital ( work ) and halfway doen the hall when ONE started to slide..the thigh is bigger than the top and rimged with a runnery elastic which allowed it to stay "open" I kept walking and it eventually worked its way over my low heels as I kicked ( step kick..step kick) it in front of me as I walked. It was just 20 yards or so to my office.....but I didn't make it. Jeeze...

Oh, yes. Thigh hi's. As comfy as they are to work in on a hot summer day, NEVER AGAIN!! I swear the elastic stays on those are on a time clock and their quittin time is way before my quittin time!

Yes and NO DUSTING POWDER! No sticking and staying up then.

Riiiiiight?! And that goes for pantyhose, too! (I think that is the first time I've used that icon!)

Cheryl, I really did LOL!!

These were all great as I needed a laugh this morning! I can't tell you how many times I've mismatched navy blue and black...hey, whose eyes are open at that time in the morning?

As you can see, I have suffered my own fashion mistakes since I was very young. I just have to shrug off my embarrassments. All I can do is laugh. Mirrors are just not in my dressing repertoire, I guess? In fact, sometimes I wonder when I can laugh at myself again. I am sure it will be soon enough!

Last month, I was up in Denver for a training seminar for work. Now, I am not familiar with dressing for cold weather. But I own some very warm clothes for those rare occasions. I read that Denver was predicting snow and 30º. Casual /jeans office wear was allowed. I prepared but I didn't want to over pack and bring my down jacket or fur jacket. So I layered. I wore Under Armor base layer, a fleece-lined tunic with a nice heavy cowl neckline, fleece leggings, purple toe sox, and my UGG Boots.

While waiting for the van from the hotel to the training complex, I froze. I worried so much that I would be cold at the all day training day. I got into the training building and found my way to the classroom in the basement. By then I was sweating! Of course! I was moving around. Nope. The building was heated! DUH! So I ran into the bathroom and took off the base layer and put just the fleece tunic back on. That was all I could do. That was the only other layer I had on. As I took the elevator back down to the basement a co-worker whom I don't know seemed to be looking oddly at me. I shrugged it off but I should have known, right? I mean, it's me, right? I went on to the classroom. Participated, walked here and there, walked up the stairwell three stories, did some drills, (Continuing to get hot). When there was a break, I went into the bathroom only to discover that my large cowl neck had been turned inside out and flipped in many ways. In my haste to take off the base layer I didn't take the time to straighten the neckline. I looked like I had slept in it!

I just sighed a familiar sigh, fixed myself up and walked back into class feeling like a million bucks.

They say, "women dress for other women." That may be very true. But since not one single woman in that classroom said a word or reached out to untwist my obviously crooked collar, I think that women are more in competition to look better than any other woman in the room. Of course, I can come up with this theory because of so many of my own unattended fashion mistakes. But you can bet, I am the one reaching behind you to tuck the tag in on your blouse if I see it!

Me too!
I told a woman at the water fountain that her sweater blouse was inside out and another that she was trailing toilet paper. Both were grateful.

I was at lunch with a fellow worker and he had a piece of SPAGHETTI stranded across one side of his eye glasses. I sat down with my tray and he was seated directly across from me....looking up at me with spaghetti no. 8' and marinara plastered across his eyeglass... ..l thought "DOESN'T he SEE that???" Nobody at the table told him. ...nobody...

ShadyGreenThumb said:They say, "women dress for other women." That may be very true. !

I'll buy that, granted it depends on the workplace. I had no idea how competitive women could be until I worked in a formal office setting. Less than a month. I chose to work in dirt. I still work in dirt.

I did it again. I wore two different black shoes to work... 2 days in a row! It wasnt until almost quittin time day 2 that I noticed. I buy the same shoes for work because they are comfy, they last a long time, and fit the work requirements. I only recently started wearing a new pair. The old pair finally wire out. I didnt notice one was brand spanking new and the other not so much.

After day one, I wondered why my left foot was hurting !

Just curious....the left....was it the old or the new....?

Left was the old shoe.

I love these dress shoes because there is no break in period, they feel good right away despite the 3" heel,, leather through and through including the soles, they last to the point where I forget they do wear out. And the best part : Retails less than $75 and often on sale around $50. Truth be told, when you're on you feet as much as I am, you'd pay anything for comfort! Capezio Footlight Character shoes #656 They also come in lower heels.

There are some manufacturers that usea model that seems perfect for certain feet.

Like Dansko for me.... PERFECT ...altho clunky!

And Sketchers...one peep toe wedge sandal is PERFECT...have six pair. Got two from Ebay. Style long gone. Any sketcher is fine.


But try to find just one nine-west...no way. Earth and jambu...uh uh...

This is so interesting to read.
I had a embarrassing lapse of memory when I was younger around 1978 nor so. I find wearing slacks as a comfortable and suitable attire for work since no one sees me at the reception desk. We were told that special guests were visiting our building. "Please dress up a little just this once" Ivy. I did as they wished, put on a pretty blouse and skirt and went to work. Lots of compliments followed until I realized in my rush... you guessed it, I only had a brand new slip on but no skirt. I think back and is so grateful that it was not a favorite worn slip. The Daily News had a weekly section of the most embarrassing thing that ever happened. I won second place. I remember it like it was yesterday, I am now sixty six. Had many OOPS or blunders since then. That's life.
Ivy

Hahahahahaha

Life would be so bland without these mishaps



You remember petti pants? A slip of sorts....Individual legs...?
Mine had cheap lace ruffles on each leg.

Well, in school we had one day called "auditorium day" when we HAD to wear..blue skirt...white blouse and a red tie... No exceptions. We all were terrified of forgetting that Wednesday each month. Why...I am not sure....

Anyway...do you remember pleated skirts?

I had a navy one and since I did not seem to grow..it was years old. PROBABLY a hand me down to start. On "THE" Wednesday...I discovered it had no button at the waist. I had no pin. If I told mom...she would not let me wear it...and I HAD to wear it. She would say..." You tell that teacher I said NO and that is that!!"

I could not risk that. I had to be in uniform. So, I rolled the waist -- it remained secure and made it out the door heading for the bus.

This was 5th maybe 6th grade...easily embarrassed....popularity important...and boys were very important. Plus, there was that old Rhonda Stanton and Elaine Blasso -- both in my class and they were MEAN girls...M E A N ... and so this was a tender time for me.

(A good developmental time as things go because those two girls taught me to be kind and I knew I never wanted to be a mean girl) ....Anyway......

The teacher asked me to go to the board for a math problem..

I was such a skinny rail...When raised my arm to write on that chalkboard... that skirt fell right to the floor.... No stops along the way....I will NEVER forget the shame...THAT day prepared me for all the rest. To my credit..I did not bawl. I just reached down and hauled it up.

OMG these are tooo funny.
Have two of my own. In college I worked 2 part time jobs. Not a big deal as the one was only 1 day a week for 8 hours and the other was 3 days a week at 24 hours. All in all I worked 4 days a week at 32 hours while in college.

Now job #1 was in a restaurant and I was a waitress. We wore black pants and a black polo with the name of the restaurant embroidered on it. We were not required to wear a name tag.

Job #2 was a grocery store. We wore black pants and a black polo with the name of the grocery store on it. I also kept my name pinned on this one. BIG plastic name tag with your name on it (like they make with a label gun) and "XYZ Grocery Store, Our customers are the best." Also had my union badge on it.

Needless to say got dressed in a hurry as I was running late (overslept due to going out the night before) and just ripped a shirt off a hanger and got dressed. Didn't notice until my boss in the restaurant pulled me aside and lambasted me for the union badge. Never said a thing about the grocery store one though!

Second one was when I had a department manager's position in a very, very upscale store in L.A. (Neiman-Marcus). Fashion major's dream job right? I was dancing.

This is the kind of place that sells $2,000.00 Armani suits and $750.00 Prada shoes. Not that I could afford to wear the stuff, so I wore things from the mall shops and funky, fun cheap boardwalk stores and such. Everything last piece of clothing I owned was black.

Nobody can tell if it is expensive clothing or not if it is black and no one knows how many times you're repeating the same 5 outfits. I wore only nude hose. I liked scarves belts and shoes. These I had a lot of and changed up to distract from the solid black.

Running late as always. Light bulb had burnt out in my closet. Getting dressed was no problem. It's all black!

I had several pair of heels. They were all the exact same shoe just different colors. (Gotta love BOGO). Hey, they were comfortable too as far as heels went. Nice 2 and 1/2 inch kitten heels. Really stylish and quite doable for work.

Threw a pair of shoes on my feet as I was going out the door and ran to the car. I was focused on traffic and my speedometer not my feet. Slammed the car into park at work and literally ran into the store to clock in.

It wasn't until I dropped my key card to swipe in at the time clock that I noticed I had on one red and one camel colored shoe.

I was kind of hoping I could fake it and not get noticed for the day because I was in my office a lot. Nope.. had to be the day the big wigs were in visiting and all the managers got called out to 'greet them'.

I tried to hide in back of everyone but that red shoe just stuck out like a sore nose amongst everyone's black and brown ones and it got noticed. Got some real peculiar and disdainful looks from the fashionistas and label divas and metrosexuals. My boss got some too.

Few moments later my boss walked over to me, pulled me aside and asked what size shoe I wore. He came back 10 minutes later with a 4" pair of pointy toed black DESIGNER pumps that cost more than my monthly rent and said, "Here. Wear these. We'll charge them to your employee account."

Gee. Thanks. Leave it to a man to pick out 'work shoes' with pointy toes and a 4" heel. I swear he did it on purpose. :glare:

Feet felt like they were put through a meet grinder. I had cramps in the back of my calves. By the end of the day I was walking with a limp.

I quit 4 months later after I paid off those shoes! I also resold those shoes on EBay and got 2/3rds of my money back since I only wore them once.

My next management job was in a far less pretentious and less wardrobe demanding mall store. They didn't care what colored shoes I wore. As long as I showed up they were happy.

Oh that's a good one!!!
Hahahahaha!

That dark closet will get you every time.

Yeah,

Dark closets, staying out too late in the clubs and pretentious overpriced clothing stores run by snobby women and odious little men who hate women.

All I have to say is thank God for uniforms and 'black, skid proof, safety shoes'.

As long as you keep your name tags sorted out and remember who is unionized and who isn't you're in good shape dark closet or not!