Too Pretty to Work

September 1, 2008, 6:48 pm; posted by
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I recently wrote about one of my favorite shirts, which makes the bold and false assertion that I am, in fact, “too pretty to work.”

I found myself in town today, and since I can work most holidays to earn hours to use at my pleasure, I slept late and wandered into work at about 11:45. I knew my trip would take me alongside the city’s parade route, and I figured Labor Day, with its celebration of hard-fought leisure, was an appropriate time to bring out the shirt.

And, to put it mildly, I was right. Smiles and knowing nods greeted me during the entire trip to work; in my wake, I heard overweight white men and overweight black women alike exclaim, “I’ve got to get me one of them shirts!”

I had a pleasant exchange with one particularly enthusiastic young man in an all-black jumpsuit.

“So what do you do?”
“I’m an attorney.”
“Oh, ****!” He jumped back, and then? High-five.

I thought it best to keep to myself that I was actually on my way to work.


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