I am a mess when it comes to my appearance at work. If you saw what I wear to the office, compared to what my co-workers wear, you’d probably be appalled. I wear skate shoes to the office. I wear zip-up hoodies. I wear khakis. And sometimes, I even wear yoga pants. Every day is casual Friday in my world. I never wear make-up, and I rarely ever do my hair. My co-workers, on the other hand, wear cute, fashionable clothes. They always look fresh and polished; they look like they belong there. I, on the other hand, look like a disheveled college student.
During the hockey season, if I had to work at the arena after my day job, I would get up extra early, take a shower, put on make-up, flat iron my hair, and dress in the few ‘office appropriate’ pieces I own. I took the bus to preserve my fresh appearance for the day, and dammit I looked good! But even those days were few and far between, because most games were on the weekends.
It’s mostly due to a convenience factor. I get up at 6:50am, and am on the road by 7:25am. I don’t put on make-up or do my hair because it’ll just get ruined in my helmet during my 35 minute scooter commute. I don’t wear nice clothes because it’s a lot of effort to take an extra change of clothing/shoes to change into once I get to work. Plus, I don’t have a lot of “nice” clothes anyway. And besides, I just sit in my office and stare at my computer screen all day long. Who’s going to care what I look like anyway?
ME! I care! Just because I look like a college slob doesn’t mean I like it! I want to shout from the top of the roof! “I CAN LOOK CUTE AND PROFESSIONAL IF I WANTED TO!!!” But I’m stuck. It would take a lot of effort (and some money) to look more professional. I console myself every time I look at myself in the washroom mirrors at work, that I’m saving money by continuing to wear clothes I should have given to my kid sister years ago. But I need to change. Something has to give. All in all, I have one pair of nice work pants, a work skirt, a cardigan I stole from my cousin, and a couple of tops. That’s it. Sprucing up my appearance is something I need to do in order to be taken seriously in the business world – especially in the industry I’m in … I can’t just feel confident, I need to look the part as well. I’m beginning to realize that appearance is important in this world of first impressions.
Lately, I’ve been obsessed with that TV show, What Not To Wear. Stacey and Clinton always look so fabulous. I wish someone would nominate me for that show. I wouldn’t even care about going in the 360 degree room, or being torn apart on national TV. If it meant a completely new wardrobe, it’d be worth it.
So I’m resolving to put more effort into my look. I’m going to look high and low to find classic pieces for my wardrobe. They have to be 100% perfect, or I won’t buy them. And maybe I don’t have to go as far as wearing a power suit to work (not that I own one), but would it kill me to spend 20 minutes in the morning at least attempting to look presentable?
I just got an e-mail back from the guy who was looking for someone to do contract work for him, and he said he thinks we’d work really well together, and wants to start handing work over to me within the next month or so. Sweet! I don’t anticipate a lot of work being given to me in the beginning … but at $25/hr, even a few hours a week is going to mean a good chunk of money coming in.
He said the work is going to be on an on-going basis, so I’m thinking that part-time ushering job is probably going to get axed from my future plans. I’d have to work over 3 hrs. at that ushering job to bring in the same amount I’d make in just an hour of contract work.
Hoorah! I’m really excited to start, and that means my side business is officially going to take off and become a reality. Every penny I earn from this contract work will go straight towards my condo down payment fund.
Whoops. I ended up spending $19.22 on dinner yesterday, instead of the intended “less than $10” I thought I would spend. We ended up not having a BBQ as planned, and just went for tapas downtown instead. I also had a tea at Starbucks for $1.70 beforehand. I am officially the worst budgeter in the entire world, and the worst part is that I don’t think “budgeter” is even a word. Sigh.
No, actually the worst part was the fact that I got food poisoning from the food, and ended up throwing it all up when I got home. When I was standing there in the washroom, looking at my own puke in the toilet, all I could think of was that I was about to flush away $20 of my hard earned money. I guess that’s karma telling me I shouldn’t have spent so much, lol!
It’s a lot of money to spend when I’m trying to save up, and I know I shouldn’t have, but on the bright side, I got to spend some time with my friend who has been going through a really rough spot in her life. And we all know how hard it is trying to convince someone who’s depressed to get out and be social.
On Friday, we are all still going to the Death By Chocolate thing, but after that, this blogger is going to get back on track. I promise. $30/month for dining out is attainable. I just have to try harder.