I'm just as glad that Ruff and I have never met in person. Her "YUCK" description pretty much summed me up every working day of my professional career, when dress down day meant leaving the vest on my 3 piece suit at home. The things you need to do to make a living and support a family. I've tried to compensate for that since retirement by wearing shorts and a polo or t shirt in summer and a sweater and jeans in the winter.[/quote]
Sorry, no intention on my part to disparage anyone for their dressing habits. We all have to make compromises for the working world. I was lucky that my employers didn't insist that I dress better which might have been because of the lucky circumstance of rarely having to be in the same city as my boss which was an "out of sight, out of mind" situation, but also it might not have made much sense to dress up in that I was a social worker and dealt with a lot of people of very modest means which meant visits to their homes. It seemed better to dress down a little bit. I didn't want it to seem like I was there to take an order for 10,000 shares of Microsoft, if that makes any sense. Also, I often didn't know what I would encounter when visiting with people. I can vividly remember once visiting a family that literally lived in what I would call a hut in the middle of a cow pasture. I had to climb over a barbed wire fence to visit with them and the entry to their home was not meant to allow entrance while standing. I literally had to crawl on my hands and knees to get in. They had only a single room with a dirt floor and a pot bellied wood stove.
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