This photo once had my head in it, but the combination of the way my head was turned, the scarf, and my derisive gaze resulted in a multiple-chin situation that I didn't see need to show.
One of the only pictures that has ever been made of me at work. Reasons why should be evident. Smocks are not foxy. Even in the small size, they make you look like you're wearing a garbage bag. This was after a long, long night working in smoothies. We have a full-timer who is supposed to run the station, but naturally she ducks out for about 30-45 minutes every hour and comes back to admonish us if there is any work for her to do. Add to this that the blenders all took turns being broken, and then were all broken at once, and then took turns again, and you have a bloody wonderful night at smoothies. The damage to the pants isn't full visible. But it's there.
Glad to be home. Tired, have reading to do, and really want to play lego Batman.
Aw, it makes me miss working at the dining hall JUST A BIT, lol. But not too much.
ReplyDeleteAnd no, the smocks aren't foxy themselves. It's the attitude of the student worker, known simply as a "smock," that makes rocking it with confidence so damn sexy, lmao.