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Strange days
Sep. 4th, 2006 01:25 pmDear diary,
Strange times are upon us. On a shopping trip last week, I tucked in a shirt for the first time in about fifteen years. I now own shoes that are neither workboots or runners. Sometime soon, I'll have to figure out how to knot a tie. At 0700 tomorrow, I'm going to a business meeting.
Having never been a part of the corporate world, I'm not entirely sure what to make of it all... I'll be reporting on some professional development seminars, as a pilot for what may become a new internship program for my course. I'm dressing up as someone respectable, as the seminars are held in Crown Casino's Garden Rooms. This is something of a shock to the system...
The seminars are given by various "field experts," and form part of a PD program in risk management and insurance. Problem is, the organisation running them has no way of preserving the content of their seminars, beyond getting copies of the speakers' powerpoint slides. With luck, they will find some value in having someone write a short feature on each topic. That's where I come in.
Business attire is funny.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
aeliel already failed to recognise me in the shop, so I hate to think what will happen when she finds a tie-wearing stranger walking around the house at 6am. I'll walk softly and try to avoid waking her up :)
At least I managed to keep my golden rule of shopping for clothes: everything in my wardrobe still passes the all-important "can I kick in these?" test... these pinstripes are now certified roundhouse-proof.
Strange times are upon us. On a shopping trip last week, I tucked in a shirt for the first time in about fifteen years. I now own shoes that are neither workboots or runners. Sometime soon, I'll have to figure out how to knot a tie. At 0700 tomorrow, I'm going to a business meeting.
Having never been a part of the corporate world, I'm not entirely sure what to make of it all... I'll be reporting on some professional development seminars, as a pilot for what may become a new internship program for my course. I'm dressing up as someone respectable, as the seminars are held in Crown Casino's Garden Rooms. This is something of a shock to the system...
The seminars are given by various "field experts," and form part of a PD program in risk management and insurance. Problem is, the organisation running them has no way of preserving the content of their seminars, beyond getting copies of the speakers' powerpoint slides. With luck, they will find some value in having someone write a short feature on each topic. That's where I come in.
Business attire is funny.
aeliel already failed to recognise me in the shop, so I hate to think what will happen when she finds a tie-wearing stranger walking around the house at 6am. I'll walk softly and try to avoid waking her up :)At least I managed to keep my golden rule of shopping for clothes: everything in my wardrobe still passes the all-important "can I kick in these?" test... these pinstripes are now certified roundhouse-proof.
