I’d forgotten about a pretty funny incidence that occurred before heading off to the hill on Wednesday.
Since I knew I was going to the Hill that day I figured I’d try and look my best to make a good impression, so the recently purchased sexy grey suit it was! And boy was I lookin’ good! Mmm mmm! Heads turnin’ all around me let me know that something was capturing the attention of everyone.. ohh yeah.. all eyes on me baby!
I walk in the door early as requested and as I wish my boss a good morning she said in a panic: “Oh not a grey suit! Ohh I didn’t tell you! Ugh! I should’ve told you you can’t wear a grey suit to the Hill! It just isn’t done! Well what’re we gonna do.. ugh! There just isn’t time. You’ll be fine. It’ll be fine. But you’ll see what I mean. Dark suits. That’s all they wear. Dark suits. No grey.”
Great. All my diligent preparations gone to absolute waste. Now I was DEF gonna stand out, but in the wrong way, it was gonna be painfully obvious I was an outsider..
The excitement of going to the Hill on official House Resolution business turned to anxiety.
So we get to the Hill and are walking the corridors of the office buildings of the congressmen and I’m trying to look for the ‘standard dress of the congressmen’. Maybe I’m just dumb but I couldn’t see it. If there were any consistent theme among the dress standards of those I saw in the corridors it was this: don’t match. Sheesh! The nastiest colored shirts matched with nastily designed ties. That’s what I saw. And I didn’t even notice a consistent theme with the suits either!
Hmm, now that I think about it the Republicans we met with all dressed very nicely.. the mis-matched guys in the halls musta been democrats.. ;)
Since I knew I was going to the Hill that day I figured I’d try and look my best to make a good impression, so the recently purchased sexy grey suit it was! And boy was I lookin’ good! Mmm mmm! Heads turnin’ all around me let me know that something was capturing the attention of everyone.. ohh yeah.. all eyes on me baby!
I walk in the door early as requested and as I wish my boss a good morning she said in a panic: “Oh not a grey suit! Ohh I didn’t tell you! Ugh! I should’ve told you you can’t wear a grey suit to the Hill! It just isn’t done! Well what’re we gonna do.. ugh! There just isn’t time. You’ll be fine. It’ll be fine. But you’ll see what I mean. Dark suits. That’s all they wear. Dark suits. No grey.”
Great. All my diligent preparations gone to absolute waste. Now I was DEF gonna stand out, but in the wrong way, it was gonna be painfully obvious I was an outsider..
The excitement of going to the Hill on official House Resolution business turned to anxiety.
So we get to the Hill and are walking the corridors of the office buildings of the congressmen and I’m trying to look for the ‘standard dress of the congressmen’. Maybe I’m just dumb but I couldn’t see it. If there were any consistent theme among the dress standards of those I saw in the corridors it was this: don’t match. Sheesh! The nastiest colored shirts matched with nastily designed ties. That’s what I saw. And I didn’t even notice a consistent theme with the suits either!
Hmm, now that I think about it the Republicans we met with all dressed very nicely.. the mis-matched guys in the halls musta been democrats.. ;)
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