09 April, 2009

"You have a big day coming up. Make sure you eat a good breakfast," they said.



So I made coffee and put it in my Free Heel and Wheel mug and made my first stop the coffee shop so I could get a ham, egg and cheese sandwich and eat said good breakfast in the car. I was happy entering the coffee shop because the line was short and I got to order from my favorite cashier. She says "hon" and "sweetie" and is even shorter than I am. And I like going to a coffee shop in the morning when I'm wearing business formal. I feel all competent and urban and professional clacking up to the counter in my high heels.

Cashier: Wait a few minutes. I'll heat it up for you. So, I haven't seen you in here in a while...

Me: Yeah, I've been better about making stuff at home. But I don't every day, so I'll still be coming in sometimes.

Cashier: Good. Sorry, but I have to ask - what's with that outfit?

Me: (smiling) Oh, I have a job interview later this morning!

Cashier: As...what?

Me: An adjunct instructor. At the university in Sacramento.

Cashier: (gaping, mouth open slightly) Uh...?

Me: You know, like a professor, except that I'm not really one since I won't have finished the PhD by the Fall. And it's only a part-time, temporary position.

Cashier: (long pause as she contemplates me) Look, I know I don't know you well enough to tell you this, but...you can't wear that to an interview.

Me: (wtf?) Why not?

Cashier: Even if you're not a professor - yet- and even if it's a part-time temporary job you need to wear something more...something less...Hon, if you go in like that, they're just not going to take you seriously.

Me: What could be more serious than pinstripes?

Cashier: (wtf?) The skirt's great, but -

Me: Oh, the jacket to this suit is in the car.

Cashier: Well, still. I'm pretty sure a t-shirt isn't appropriate for an interview at a university. Even with a jacket over it. And besides, it's April 9, for God's sake!

No, I didn't wear the St. Patrick's Day theme t-shirt to the interview. In a fit of misguided foresight I put it on to protect the light blue shirt with the lace-trimmed neck in case I spilled coffee on myself. But in hindsight, I'm not sure wearing that t-shirt with the skirt, even with the cowboy boots I'm wearing with said shirt and skirt combination right now could have possibly made it worse...

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