I own one pair of approved pants.
Orientation for my new job with a hospital begins tomorrow morning and goes for three days. I have been told, on multiple occasions during the interview process, that I am required to wear "business casual" clothing. That will be just fine, I tell them. No problem at all, I reply. I understand, I say. By the third time I am told about the attire I begin to think that they know my world revolves around workout clothes, scrubs, and my "nice" jeans. Here I am, the night before orientation begins and I realize I have one pair of approved pants. How can this be? I am a girl! I should want to have a closet full of nice clothes....party clothes, right? Wrong.
I am not a girly girl. I am a get sweaty girl. I am a get comfy girl. Does that mean that I care less about my appearance or how I present myself? I don't think so. I feel strongly that your character and the type of person you are will shine through your outer layers. We can dress up a really nasty personality and when they walk away you will remember their tone and not their great shoes that matched their bag. If I wear jeans to church God won't turn his back on me because it wasn't business casual attire.
I should take a moment each day to really look at myself and ask "Did the person I want to be shine through today regardless of all other distractions?" or "Would my children respect me more or less based on my demeanor in today's situations?". I worry that we carefully cover our feelings of sadness, of low sense of self worth, of embarrassment over our appearance. Maybe if we took a couple of layers off, we could find the strength to change what we can or seek help to change the areas we can't tackle alone. It isn't usually easy. It is usually outside of our comfort zone. There is strength to be found in numbers so reach out.
So, I will proudly wear my khakis on day one and three of my orientation and try to dazzle with my professionalism so that they won't know that I wore them twice that week. (I'll wash them between, I promise)
I guess I will shop for Day Two pants tomorrow.......
Orientation for my new job with a hospital begins tomorrow morning and goes for three days. I have been told, on multiple occasions during the interview process, that I am required to wear "business casual" clothing. That will be just fine, I tell them. No problem at all, I reply. I understand, I say. By the third time I am told about the attire I begin to think that they know my world revolves around workout clothes, scrubs, and my "nice" jeans. Here I am, the night before orientation begins and I realize I have one pair of approved pants. How can this be? I am a girl! I should want to have a closet full of nice clothes....party clothes, right? Wrong.
I am not a girly girl. I am a get sweaty girl. I am a get comfy girl. Does that mean that I care less about my appearance or how I present myself? I don't think so. I feel strongly that your character and the type of person you are will shine through your outer layers. We can dress up a really nasty personality and when they walk away you will remember their tone and not their great shoes that matched their bag. If I wear jeans to church God won't turn his back on me because it wasn't business casual attire.
I should take a moment each day to really look at myself and ask "Did the person I want to be shine through today regardless of all other distractions?" or "Would my children respect me more or less based on my demeanor in today's situations?". I worry that we carefully cover our feelings of sadness, of low sense of self worth, of embarrassment over our appearance. Maybe if we took a couple of layers off, we could find the strength to change what we can or seek help to change the areas we can't tackle alone. It isn't usually easy. It is usually outside of our comfort zone. There is strength to be found in numbers so reach out.
So, I will proudly wear my khakis on day one and three of my orientation and try to dazzle with my professionalism so that they won't know that I wore them twice that week. (I'll wash them between, I promise)
I guess I will shop for Day Two pants tomorrow.......
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