Double Standard Dress Code

Apparently at my place of work the rule isn't "No Jeans" its just Anna can't wear jeans. I understand no blue jeans and when I first started there I didn't wear any jeans period. But then I noticed some coworkers were wearing gray or black jeans. They were wearing them often enough (and no not just on Saturdays when blue jeans are okay) so I started wearing my gray jeans.

Yesterday, I walk in late I'm frazzled because i hate being late but I just lost track of time and had the I-have-nothing-to-wear syndrome. I'm wearing my gray jeans and the first thing my boss says to me is "Oh you can't wear jeans." I was like okay whatever. A little later she comes over to explain it to me more (because thats what she always does even though I got it the first time). She tells me we can't wear jeans except on Saturdays because we have to be business casual to match our customers. I just keep working and try to block her out. Later I notice her daughter, who has a higher position in the company than I do, wearing black jeans. And yes she wears black jeans almost everyday and never works on Saturday, which is the only jeans are okay day. Not to mention my coworker that I got the idea from since her jeans are a very faded black. Oh and let me not forget the owners son who was wearing BLUE jeans. I've come to the conclusion that the rule only applies to me. If I get a talking to ever again about my dress code violations then I'm just might have to point all these things out. I don't like being a tattle tale but I think it's bull crap that everyone else can wear their black or gray jeans except for me just because I'm not related to the owners or have worked there for years.

A Review

Since I posted my goals for October I figured I should probably mention how it all went. Well I did finish one book. I only have 2 left for the rest of the year to reach my New Years resolution of reading 21 books from a list I made. As for the running once a week. I think I went running 3-4 times last month which averages out to almost once a week but there were times when it was twice in one week. One success and one fail. I'm not too worried about it though. With the school semester coming to an end things are getting CRAZY! I'll be luck if I get a chance to really eat 3 full meals a day let alone exercise. Plus I have to meet with the people that are over the program to see if I can even stay in the program *gulp*. We'll see how it all plays out.

P.S. Total stupid moment. My Typography class has a blog... I accidentally posted this to it. Oops. I hope no one saw it before I realized it.

I Voted!

It's election day. I couldn't avoid writing a blog about it because I'm strangely excited about voting. I actually did a little (very little) research this time before voting so I felt a little more prepared than last time. Yes, I know the last election was more important, at the time, than this one. I won't lie, on several of the people running or whatever I still kinda guessed because it's hard to do research on all of them. Even trying to read through the little booklet they send out didn't help me. So I'm sorry judge people if you're a really good judge and I voted you out because for the most part I kinda just guessed. If you have a cool name you were lucky to get voted to stay in by me.

I really don't understand my excitement for voting. Maybe because I believe my vote counts. Maybe it's the whole gaining complaining rights. Let me explain. I think if you complain about how our country, state, county etc, is being run and you voted, complain on. If you chose not to vote and you complain then you should be flogged every time you complain until the next election. Maybe it's the whole anticipation of waiting to see if the people I voted for win because then it's like Booyah! But then again if they end up sucking then you are like Dangit! Anyways. Maybe it all comes down to one little, simple thing... the sticker! Call me immature but how often do you get things like that as an adult. You no longer get to pick a toy from the chest after your dentist appointment. The suckers remain in their jar at the doctors office. You just get handed the bill and sent on your way. But when you go vote they take you're little plastic card after you have punched in all your elected choices and say "Here is your sticker!" You flinch at first thinking it's a bill or something but then you realize they are handing you a big, red, round sticker that says "I Voted!" Like you have accomplished some great task! You take that sticker with a big Thank You grin, slap it on your shirt and go skipping out. You want to show the world your sticker like its a first place ribbon. Since I don't think going outside and skipping at night is a good idea this is my way of saying, "Look world, I voted! And I have this awesome sticker to show for it!" =0)

P.S. This is actually me in 2008. No one was really around to take my picture since last time my sister happened to be there at the same time I was.