12 Things You Should Never Wear to the Office (Or Why I wish I could issue Fashion Police tickets)

Well, children, it's time for a round of "Why didn't you look in your mirror today?"...
I work (using that word very loosely) with this girl who is... (can't find right words) a real pill? A piece of work? The reason for today's post? (For those of you who actually know me, you know that things got off to a bad start between the two of us*. The things are pretty much in the toilet right now. We do not like each other, and now that I have a higher position than her, I'm kind of expecting a meltdown from her any day. )

I found this article, and it really makes me wish that I could anoymously send it to her.
http://www.lemondrop.com/2009/07/28/12-things-you-should-never-wear-to-the-office/3

Yes, that's right, dear old girl is a Fashion Faux Pas. If I could write Fashion Police citation tickets I would. (They actually have pads of paper for this exact purpose... See? http://www.peppersgaggifts.com/44605.html)
Now, I'm no angel, I've been known to come to work in yoga pants, flip flops and way back when, Crocs. Those Crocs are hidden away, and my office is pretty casual so the flip flops are not really a no-no. But, as I am rising up through the advertising (today's word is advertising, brought to you by the letter A for advertising) ranks, I'm beginning to realize that yoga pants at the office are NOT okay, no matter how casual we are. As my mother said, "You're a manager now, you need to dress like it..."

Back to the task at hand. This girl has broken every rule on that list. And yesterday she broke an unspoken rule. Two words: sheer shirt. Yeesh. Where's Stacy and Clinton when you need them?

Today's outfit is a rather ugly kilt-type miniskirt. YUCK! This is not a Catholic high school for girls. Cover up your cellulite..
I wonder if I printed that article out, would she get the hint? Probably not.

Maybe I should do a weekly post of her bad outfits. That could be very interesting.

(*Stories about her and her antics to come in future posts)

Nosy=Rudeness

My biggest pet peeve is people being nosy. Case in point, people reading over my shoulder. Sometimes I take the bus home. Now, the bus is not your average bus. It masquerades as a luxury 'town bus.." Think Greyhound for shorter distances (and no beheading*. What? Too soon?) and certain buses are packed. People are standing in the aisles. For those of you who actually know me, you know that I really really hate the bus (as much as I hate the train. And commuting. UGH). I hate everything about it. I hate the people on it, and I really really really hate how nosy they can be.
Now, here's my point. A couple of weeks ago, I had to take the bus home. In order to save some time, I was working on my advertising work to do list (Ah! there is the point of the blog in there! Bahahaha!) and this woman sits down beside me (nevermind the fact that it was a tiny seat, and she was bigger and she was squishing me.) and starts reading over my shoulder. Yes, she starts reading my sensitive advertising work. Work that if it got out, Advertising would melt into nothingness. Okay, that was a touch dramatic. Back to the story. So I moved my arm and paperwork to cover it up. She then lets out this big sigh like I took away her toys. EXCUSE ME!! Am I rude? No, I don't think so. Anyway, I finished off what I was doing and put it away. And she sighs again because evidently she thought I was going to leave it out for her to read. Nope, sorry, if you want reading material, you can go to Chapters.


Was I rude?


*http://www.thestar.com/Article/470913

http://www.cbc.ca/canada/manitoba/story/2009/03/03/mb-li-trial.html

Miss Adventures in Advertising is here

After seeing Julie & Julia on Saturday with the hubs, I thought "I think I'll give this blog thing another try... What should I write about?" Then the pieces fell into place... Write an anoymous blog about work, life and advertising... I could write a book about the stuff I've seen, heard and written. The key is not to get dooce'd. (Look up 'dooce' if you don't know what I'm talking about).

The last time I tried to blog, I lasted exactly 6 posts. Whoops. So my goal is to post three times per week for a month. Let's see how long that lasts.