It’s Friday and it’s meeting time.
Again.
I know I have complained and whined about this before. Just so we’re clear, I am doing it again and will continue to do it in the future too.
That’s how serious I am about not having meetings on Friday mornings.
Like really serious.
Apparently the memo I sent out (and by memo I mean this blog) hasn’t been read by everyone. So, please spread the word.
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There is nothing worse than getting dressed up only to have a wardrobe tragedy occur without warning, and there rarely ever occur with warning so they are always a tragedy.
Raise your hand if you have ever: dropped food on your shirt/blouse? Dropped food on your pants/dress/skirt/shorts? Dropped food on your tie? Missed both your top AND bottom only to have it land on your shoe? Had it happen to your favorite outfit?
Dang it already…guess I’ll just throw this attire away and start over tomorrow.
**This post is NOT sponsored by Nescafe, but if it wants to I would completely open to large amounts of money.
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