Applicant came for a job interview wearing flip flops, camisole over a bikini top, and shorts that barely covered her ass, plus a half hour late. As offensive as this was, I'm so desperate I still want to hire her (in the actual interview she was very personable and mature). Just, you're 25, aren't you old enough to know how to present yourself? I would have forgiven the rest if she'd had sensible shoes on.

I'm sorry Steph. We both deserve better than feeling like this.

Wow.

Hey, my Gramicci pants that the legs zip off of might pass as "business appropriate shorts". And if they are not, I can always zip the legs on. Now I just need to parse what the instructions for permissible t-shirts mean.

Technically, tank tops aren't allowed at work, but I put on the shirt I bring with me if I'm away from my desk. I've been doing this for three summers now, and no one has ever complained.

FWIW, my tank top and skirt look more professional than the blue jeans and t-shirts the rest of the department are wearing.

I don't think we have a policy on sleeves, per se. We might have a policy on logos, but I'm not sure. It's a vague dress code, at best.

Just, it's a physical highly public job. If you want to impress, hiking shoes and clean pants and any kind of top (be dressy! it's an interview!). Look sporty in something athletic that says "hey, I'm physical". Don't go ultra office wear because it's not that sort of job, and wearing high heels shows ignorance because we're going to take you on a tour of the grounds, not lawn aeration. But to look like you're going to the beach? Do you even want the job?

The rule I've heard is to dress like you've already got the job--which presumes you know what the job is, I guess.

FFS. If I had been even slightly more effective at work earlier this week, I would not have been there until 7 tonight. But I wasn't, so I was. And I have a little to do tomorrow. But still: Vacation!

I've been sooper effective and there still aren't hours in the day tomorrow to get everything done before I disappear for a week. And I kicked off a project that needs handholding. BUT if they handhold it right, they might be able to finish it for me while I'm gone. Woo!

Maria, the PIP is complete ass covering bullshit and everyone knows it. Ugh.

Laundrating, bed,asking, starting to pack. Well, once the laundry is done. And then I find out how much of my summer not work clothes are still presentable. I'd like to at least be wearing things without holes in them.

Oy, Maria, Sorry for the bullshit.

I need to pack tomorrow for vacation. We have a medical test for Grace tomorrow, which Katie is going to, then I have to pull all of our shit together to leave. Among the things we are packing? Pool noodles! Cheese! Prosecco!