I have the good fortune to work for a company that doesn't mind what you wear to work, so long as you wear business dress when visiting customers - a good philosophy, I think. Of course, this is within reason - wouldn't want people turning up in their bathing costumes in Summer. Certainly not with this lot: 5 guys and 1 lady, none of whom I have any desire to see even an inch of flesh, thank you very much.
Yesterday, I wore these brown casual shoes which started to make my instep ache, so I took them off for most of the day. It was such a nice feeling, that I didn't bother putting them back on when I went to the gents. Normally, you would expect that putting yourself in a position to get hurt is just tempting fate, but not one puddle or scout stone did my sock-clad feet find - try saying that pished!
It had to happen, someone entering the gents just as I was about to leave, and seeing me pulling my socks up. With the look he gave me, you'd think I'd just got dressed in the middle of the room!
Well, I'm not called Odd for nothing!
Why else would I show a pic of my shoes?!?!
* * * * *This morning's ride into work had a low naff driver count, but the one culprit was some dipstick in a white van who decided to overtake a truck ... and then matched his 55mph, effectively blocking all traffic. Normally, this wouldn't bother me, but the numpty caused me to miss my exit! :-(
When he did finally pull back into the slow lane, he was busy texting someone! I guess he must have been a foreign diplomat and exempt from our laws ... if so, they're dressing down a bit nowadays!