Tuesday, June 19, 2012

what not to wear

You know they say your appearance directly affects your own attitude and also how others relate to you.

I think I have learned by now that while lounging around in your PJs is very comfy sometimes you eventually must put on some more productive clothes. Productivity though does not always have to happen. Sometimes everybody does just need a comfy day where they lay around and do nothing and pretend the piles of dishes don't exist. Unfortunately though if you feel it necessary to go the kitchen to get some junk food to enjoy while lounging around the dirty dishes will rudely confront you.

On the days when I should get stuff done (should, not want) I try and put myself together some what presentably. On the days when I feel the need to go over the top I put myself together as if I was going to meet the queen of England at Wal-Mart. Most days though I look perfectly acceptable enough to take out the queen's trash.

The latter attire was what I was wearing when I went out on a quick shopping trip the other day. I felt free and rebellious as flitted about the store in my comfy clothes and mop of frizzy hair.

I was checking out though when I came face to face with the reality of just what I looked like in my clothes. I didn't even realize that I did something wrong, but apparently I did. The watchful clerk came over and without mincing words told me about my error and what I should have done right. Suddenly I felt like I was 15 years old and pretending to be an adult in my play clothes. Which is exactly what I probably looked like. I made direct eye contact with the sales clerk and thanked her determined not to throw a tantrum which was what the childish self in me wanted to do. I comforted myself with the fact that it probably had been a long day for the poor lady and she had been a ticking time bomb. Poor little me had just managed to light the fuse without realizing it.

Thankfully I was allowed to proceed without being asked if I would need someone to drive me home. Even more gratefully I was not given a free lolly pop.

Next time I think I will wear dress up clothes and red lipstick in the wrong place just to see what kind of remarks I can get then.

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