Dress Code Moron

I’ve been working for the same company for 15 years.  The dress code is business casual.  Over the course of my 15 years I have never shown up for work in anything that was outside of the code.  Never.  Not once.

This morning I got up early, threw on some dirty clothes and a pair of sneakers and took out the trash and brought the barrels to the street.  I then said goodbye to my wife and told her I loved her and wished her a good day and a safe drive and then started my normal routine.  I don’t know if any of that early start stuff messed me up somehow, but…

The drive to work was long.  It took me about an hour and 45 minutes.  When I parked the car and got out I immediately felt like something was wrong.  I couldn’t put my finger on it.  I started walking toward the garage exit and the feeling kept growing stronger and stronger.

Then I realized what was off and I stopped dead in my tracks.

My feet.

I was wearing sneakers.

15 effin’ years without a dress code screw up and there I was, about to walk into the building wearing sneakers instead of shoes.

Robert, what the hell is wrong with you?

Stupid sneakers.  Stupid, stupid sneakers.