I posted something new at Mockable this morning, and I’m uncharacteristically happy with it. Check it out. And do with it what you will.
There’s a dress code at my job, which isn’t really enforced. Since we work at night, I guess, they relax the rules a bit. Oh, we can’t roll in there looking like we just left a Slipknot concert, but a nice shirt and jeans is acceptable.
Today, however, we’re required to adhere to the dress code. On account of the big-wigs that’ll be milling about… And I’m not really a fan. I’m now going to have to Docker-up my big ass, and tuck in my shirt, and everything. Oh man. I’m gonna feel like a sausage pressing against the casing, until 2:30 am.
Will somebody please hold me?
Do you have to dress for work? I never have, in my entire life. Heck, I was in the music/video industry for almost twenty years, and casual was more than accepted — it was expected.
What about you? Do you have to rock the sport jacket, or the power-skirt every day? Man, what a nightmare that would be…
And since we’re on the subject, do you always put your right shoe/sock on first? I do. And when I mistakenly pick up my left shoe first, I toss it aside and grab the right one. It would be far too weird to go left-first. Is that unusual? Let me know your thoughts.
Because of the Evil Twin’s Wife, I ate two taco supremes from Taco Bell yesterday, while driving at 70 mph on Interstate 81 south. Yes, supreme — the ones with sour cream and tomatoes.
At Twitter, you see, she mentioned that she’d fixed herself a “giant” taco for breakfast, with all the toppin’s. And I couldn’t get it out of my head… I wanted one too, and was fully fixated on making it happen.
So, I left for work a few minutes early, went through the drive-through at Taco Bell, and ingested two hard-shell tacos while slaloming southward down the interstate.
Oh sure, it was incredibly dangerous. But I can’t be held responsible. Mentioning a taco first thing in the morning, to a man of size, can set off a series of events, leading to… God knows where. So, I wash my hands of all responsibility in this matter.
Anyway, nothing bad happened. I’m an expert driver, you see, always traveling at the perfect speed, and doing all the correct maneuvers. Even while struggling with a two-hander food…
And that leads us to the Question of the Day. In the comments section please tell us about the most outrageous things you’ve ever seen people doing while driving.
I’ve seen idiots with a hard cover book open on their steering wheels, and noticed plenty of men shaving while negotiating high-speed traffic. And women applying makeup in the rearview mirror is almost standard. But what do you have on this subject? Tell us about it, won’t you?
And if you’ll excuse me now, I’m going to go get all trussed-up in fancy-pants.
See you guys tomorrow.