Keeping 'em guessing.

I haven't been taken very seriously at work lately, so I decided to shed my usual uniform of jeans and Docs and try out some serious professional garb to see if that would help matters. It really was more of a sociology experiment than anything else. At this point I could care less if people take me seriously.

Both yesterday and today I wore suit-like skirts not from Ross Dress for Less, with coordinated sweaters that cost more than $20 each, oh and stockings with heels.

I'm not sure whether people took me more seriously about my questions and suggestions. But I did get a LOT of questions about whether I'd had an interview that morning. One such question was asked in a large group gathering to say goodbye to a fellow long-timer who was lucky enough to have found a new opportunity. I thought that was hilarious... especially since I never actually answered the question.

What the hell. Most people know I'm looking anyway. The veep is even helping me out in that arena.

Have I mentioned I now have FIVE bosses, as opposed to the aforementioned four? And someone who insisted I fill out some form as per "the process" got all upset because I filled out the form as per his own request? And allegedly I'm changing roles but there is no plan to transition my existing work, which basically means I'll be doing my current job PLUS my new job, which definitely means that I will do all of them poorly because I refuse to work past 5pm?

I can already predict the new year: "I'd like to move us right along to a Jen(n). Now we had a chance to meet this young woman, and boy that's just a straight shooter with upper management written all over her."