My boss is a jock.
Normally this wouldn't be an issue, but the problem for me is he likes us all to have matching shirts for events and special days. Apparently that makes us a "team" or something. Every year he gets us a crappy BEIGE or blue polo shirt from some sportso corporate golf catalog. These shirts are A) designed for jocks, and B) designed for men.
Every year I am forced to stuff my goods into one of these crappy shirts. I'm a pear... sometimes my boobs fit; my tummy, hips and bottom NEVER do. I feel like a big, beige sausage. I wear it because I want to be a team player, and I do appreciate the gesture... it's just rant-worthy to me because I hate beige, and I hate being all matchy-matchy.
'Nuff said about the fit issue.
I won't even mention the year he got us all football jerseys and I had to shorten the stupid thing by almost a foot... :doh:
Normally this wouldn't be an issue, but the problem for me is he likes us all to have matching shirts for events and special days. Apparently that makes us a "team" or something. Every year he gets us a crappy BEIGE or blue polo shirt from some sportso corporate golf catalog. These shirts are A) designed for jocks, and B) designed for men.
Every year I am forced to stuff my goods into one of these crappy shirts. I'm a pear... sometimes my boobs fit; my tummy, hips and bottom NEVER do. I feel like a big, beige sausage. I wear it because I want to be a team player, and I do appreciate the gesture... it's just rant-worthy to me because I hate beige, and I hate being all matchy-matchy.
'Nuff said about the fit issue.I won't even mention the year he got us all football jerseys and I had to shorten the stupid thing by almost a foot... :doh:
