Crushing Krisis

Well, after working here for nearly a month it would seem that i’ve been fit in to the social ladder quite nicely, with people i can idly pal around with but also with people who intend to nitpick on me every day. Of course, nitpicking me becomes incredibly pointless when i basically do anything i’m asked to do… case in point: today is casual day, and i wore jeans. Not ripped jeans, or frayed jeans, just a nice pair of dark blue jeans. One of the staff tried to chastise me, since jeans are apparently not the sort of “casual” that we’re looking for, and i replied “Next week i won’t wear them, but i wore these same jeans last week and no one said a word. Perhaps you need to establish a written dress code.” See, … i can’t always be sugary sweet, because i obviously feel as though i’m being fucked with when someone tries to put a strike against me for doing something they themselves have never commented on before. So, i had to get my little barb in about the dress code. But, anyhow, i’ll be happy not to wear jeans next week, but today they just have to deal.