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Proper Attire
I work in a corporate environment. In our normal weekly staff meeting,
my boss decides to give everyone a lecture about professional dress.
Which would have been fine, except that she gave it while she was
wearing black leather pants with silver studs down the side, and a
tight low cut leopard print shirt. This woman is in her 50′s and and
often looks like she just rolled in from the club. She was promoted
recently, but out of my chain of command. She’s someone else’s problem
now.
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Obviously your boss was referring to dressing for Mrs. Warren’s profession. Which appears to be how she’s gotten her promotions through the years. A time-tested method of acheiving success.
Was she hot?
Dress codes often have a double standard of not applying the same rules to bosses as it does employees, and in many cases are much more lenient to female employees. That’s the experience in my office anyway.
Meh. Who cares? Just dress accordingly.
What was she upset at you for, OP? My guess is it was something small. Insignificantly small.
If there’s a dress code, it should apply to bosses, too, unless for some weird reason it states specifically in the rules that bosses are exempt somehow. Just because female employees, for example, are supposed to wear ‘professional’ attire doesn’t mean female bosses can dress like they’re going to the nightclub. If the male employee has to wear a tie, the male boss can’t come in dressed for a beach vacation. Double standards are almost always a very, very bad thing.
P.S. I always follow dress code; but then, I wear dressy clothes most of the time anyway. I won’t make a fuss if my boss violates the dress code; that’s on him. I’ll only make a fuss if I’M dressed properly according to the rules, the boss is not, and he/she claims I’M dressed inappropriately.
double standards exist pretty much everywhere. i try to ignore them as much as humanly possible.
That’s the best you can do in most cases. Like I said, I got the impression from this story that while the boss was calling an employee on breaking the dress code, in reality the boss was breaking code and the employee was not, or the employee was breaking it in some insignificant way.
Effective Managers lead by example.
Of course, there are a lot of ineffective Managers.
As the great George Carlin has put it, one standard will do just fine. I always call people out on double standards.
To what sort of club are you referring? I cannot think of many which would admit women, thus I am perplexed.
On second thought, uniforms would solve the issue for the most part.
Trisha, yes effective leaders do lead by example but also lead from the from, and not push from the rear.
Leadership is like a rope. You can pull it, but you can’t push it.
I’m talking about nightclubs. Meaning loud music, dancing (call it dirty if you like, but most modern dancing does NOT involve touching) and, in most places, alcohol. Nightclubs admit men and women alike – unless you’re a jerk, in which case the good clubs will tell you to get out and don’t come back! You can, however, go to a nightclub and not drink or dance at all. Lots of people go just to meet and talk to other people.
A note on terminology for you, old man. Back in your era, Walt, “clubs” were where men, and only men, went to drink alcohol, play pool, and swap ribald stories and jokes. And those clubs are still around, too, but you’d call them “mens’ clubs” and not “nightclubs.” Be VERY careful when you ask about those: they used to call that kind “gentlemen’s’ clubs” but these days, a “gentlemens’ club” means a strip club, where women dance naked for men to watch. Nightclubs are far less immoral by your standards, I think.
A simpler explanation, since I know you hate to have to read:
Times have changed, old man.
There is no need to be such a cotton-headed ninnymuggins, Zephyr Skunk. I have nothing against reading as long as the words are appropriate.
I heard a good story at the men’s club last night, Zephyr. After playing a game or two of pool, one of the boys told me a story he swears is true but I put as urban legend.
Seems that in the early 1950′s a talent scout from Hollywood was sent to scour the country for new talent. One Saturday afternoon he finds himself in a podunk town in the middle of nowhere. He checks in at the town’s only hotel and asks the clerk what the residents do for entertainment. The response is that one of the local boys will be doing a comedy act at the town hall that evening.
When the agent shows up to watch, the young man is hilarious. Has the whole audience rolling with laughter the whole time. After the show, the agent goes over and introduces himself.
“How’d you like to come back to Hollywood and show your talents off there, kid?”
“I’d love to!”
“Y’know, I never quite caught your name.”
“It’s Penis van Lesbian.”
“Kid, you can make it big in Hollywood. But not with that name! Give me a moment here.”
The agent pauses and rubs his chin, thinking for a long moment.
“I’ve got it, kid! We’ll change your name to Dick van Dyke!”
I have no respect for managers/bosses who do not hold themselves to the same stands to which they hold their employees. Lists of rules and standards do not amend with “…unless the managers don’t feel like it, in which case this rule doesn’t apply to them.”
Funny stuff, Les. Funny stuff. You could be a comedian too. Reminds me of a musician named Dick Hyman (he still uses the name “dick.” He’s an organist and he’s very good, but… that name!…)
I explained my terms in detail, Walt, because you have a tendency to take terms as YOU think they are, whether or not it’s correct. Hence the explanation of what terms meant in your day, and what they mean now. If you ask for a “gentlemens’ club” and expect solid old men standing around discussing the current events and shooting a refined game of billiards, you’re instead gonna find men sitting around watching women take their clothes off and dance naked. I don’t go to those. I go to nightclubs.
Speaking of immoral dancing, I never ‘got’ that claim about teens’ dancing in the fifties and sixties. How was it immoral to dance without touching, but it was perfectly fine to dance while pressed intimately up against your partner?
Dancing is forbidden, Zephyr Skunk.
Ahh, you’re one’a THOSE people. Got it. Forbidden for YOU, maybe. I’ll feel free to hop down to the club to work off some energy.
Ooooold joke, goes like this:
Q: Why don’t Fundamentalist Christians have sex standing up?
A: They’re afraid someone might think they were dancing.
It causes impure thoughts,allowing Satan to establish a foothold on your immortal soul.
Myself, I always thought it was the other way.
Impure thoughts motivated the need for dancing.
It is forbidden by God, Zephyr Skunk. It is a universal law. Should you choose not to follow it, why, I suppose you can have fun dancing in Hell. I would prefer eternal salvation.
Tell me the Bibical passages that prohibit it expressly, and perhaps they’ll change my mind.
Ephesians 5:4
1 Peter 4:3,4
1 Corinthians 6:18-20
Revelation 21:8
Mark 7:20-23
Colossians 3:5
1 Thessalonians 4:3-4
perhaps this argument should be taken to the town council meeting, And then perhaps we can get the guy who owns the grain elevator to let us put on a dance at his warehouse.
geezus….
Hey…wasn’t there a movie about this? And then they redid the movie? Yeah, of course there was.
Why am I craving bacon right now?
That assumes you’re dancing in a lewd manner. And by that definition, a woman just leaving the house and walking down the street is being lewd.
As long as she has properly concealed her mammary glands, arms, gams, and ankles, there is not a problem, Zephyr Skunk.
mmmmmmmmm….. bacon……..
*snicker* “gams” People haven’t called ‘em that for nigh-on seventy years. People can DANCE with their bodies properly covered, too. Also: people haven’t considered ankles sexually-enticing for nigh-on ninety years.
It’s not 1908 any more. It’s not even 1955. Times change.
Times may change, Zephyr Skunk, but God does not. I reckon Hell has seen a greater influx as society has become more “tolerant” of deviancy and free love. Disgusting.
True. But don’t call legs “gams.” That was the terminology of the young crazy rules-bucking types of the 1920s and 1930s. There’s nothing sinful about saying “legs.” Or “breasts.”
Other than politely requesting for you to avoid cursing, Zephyr Skunk, I do not instruct you as to how to speak. Do you feel a need to control everyone with whom you come in contact on world wide websites?
*shrug* You tell all of us how to behave. I’m a Christian, so I have every right, by your demonstration, to do the same to you.
I inform you as to the consequences of your heathen ways. I suggest alternative behaviors. I attempt to influence, not control.
i know a hot bitch name DDF gets dressed up and turnpikes on the floor and makes the guys go crazy.
Dude, Joachim, I can’t be the only person that has difficulty understanding you sometimes.
Hey Joachim, I think DDF is a guy anyway.
so joachim gets turned on by a man dancing. Good to know.
Anything to get off the god topic….
if it means Joachim digs guys who “get dressed up and turnpikes on the floor”…. I say we run with that.
Joachim, part of the risk of opening that lipstick painted c*cksucker you call a mouth is that you might put your foot in it rather than a dick.
lol, OWNED!
Here’s a question, why would this site have me believe tramps and sluts are capable of giving weather reports?
elivs hitler….if that were the case, id watch the news just for the weather reports…what the fukk are these stations…those chicks are hot…
and hows everyone doing? god i’ve been on a week long fuk-a-thon….
Does DDF’s dancing get you moist, Joachim? Do you get a “special feeling”?
Elvis, ANYONE is technically capable of giving weather reports, but when “tramps and sluts” do it, the station’s viewership suddenly triples.
I’m doin’ GREAT, thanks for (generally) asking, someone. Got the new hat I ordered today. Glad you’re havin’ a good time.
hey zephyr….arent you from seattle or somewhere like that? ….i was there in seattle over the weekend…stayed at the four seasons….lovely view….had a great time….
Yes, I’m about 10 miles from Seattle. The Four Seasons is lovely. Contact me by Facebook if you’ll be back, and I can suggest some nice places for food and drinks. I’ve been all over the country, but there’s nowhere else I’d live than right here. Not sure if you’re the ‘fine cocktails and good conversation’ type like me, but I know good places for that.
I’d suggest my former side job, the Space Needle, for food. It’s not food you CAN’T get elsewhere, but for the food quality plus paying for the view, it’s a nice price (about $40-60 for dinner, minus drinks). It’s a place you go once a year or so, or where you take guests. But I also know a few world-class cocktail bars that have great food.
Awaiting moderation. Blargh.
Yes, I’m about ten miles from Seattle. Next time you’re up here, drop me a note on Facebook and I can suggest some good restaurants. And some good cocktail bars, if you like the “good food, well-made drinks and conversation” sort of nightspots. If you don’t know my Facebook, I’ll tell you; I’m sure several people on here know it by now.
TWO posts awaiting moderation. Yeesh. Note me on Facebook if you’re coming up again. I can suggest some nice places to go eat and drink.
All this talk about inappropriate dress and provocative dancing has gotten me a bit philosophical……I believe that women should be obscene & not heard. I’m off to the nekkid bar to meditate. Cheers!
Bravo, Wayno.
Fuk you guys i though ddf was a bitch not a dude!!! obviosly!
We need pics of her to comment.