Remember when I sent the email saying goodbye to my co-workers before I let my boss know I was resigning? Yeah, only me.  Well, I did something else a week or so later.  Heh.  My old job allowed me to wear jeans and gym shoes every day.  Sometimes I wore a top too.  I jest.  I went topless.  Okay, no one would want to see that.  Ahem.  The new job requires business attire, maybe a bit casual business, but definitely not jeans and gym shoes.  So I had to shop.  Usually my daughter advises me on these purchases but she couldn't go with me on the last shopping trip I made - 2 days before my first day of work.

What would YOU do?
Why - you would send her a text with pictures of what you bought, right?  Yep, logical.
So that's what I did.  And then I got a text back saying "are you texting me for fashion advice?" from ... my new boss.  Heh.
My daughter is Dani.  My boss is Dan.  I sent him pictures of my new outfits.
Dani (the real daughter) told me "Mom, step away from the SEND button.  It is not your friend."
Understatement maybe!?!?
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