So I have a new job. I am working on a contract position at a company that provides learning management services to large companies globally. The company is located in the heart of downtown cleveland.
Now I know that I seem to be terribly metropolitan. I mean I was speaking my third language by the time I was five.
However, I clearly didn’t get the memo on how to be a downtown “IT” girl in the year 2010.
On my first day I played it safe, wearing black slacks and a gray and black top. I was so flustered from trying to navigate the parking garage and the Huntington building that I wasn’t really paying attention to much else. On day two, I thought I was cute and I wore some lighter colored slacks and a pretty flowered top. And flats.
I parked my car, walked to the elevators and waited patiently, excited to be going in for my second day. At this point I am feeling pretty good.
Then the doors opened and I went from fabulous to frumpy faster than you can say “elevator going down?”
Inside were three (girls) women. They were all probably in their mid to late 20’s. All three of them had long, perfectly straightened, smooth as silk hair. Two blondes, one brunette. Bodies tight and toned from yoga and a black coffee and nonfat togurt diet. All wearing black power suits, five inch pumps, and Coach purses, natch. And of course, they were all holding blackberry’s up to their faces; looking at them you would think that THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IN THE HISTORY OF THE WORLD was on their screens. No one cracked a smile, or said hello.
So do you detect a hint of raw jealousy in that description? Damn straight! I want to be 28 (I have always thought that was the perfect age) with a perfect body, perfect hair and designer clothes.
But it is only a hint. Because I also want to be the girl who says hello to strangers. I want to be the girl who has her own identITy and doesn’t need to be a clone of all my peers.
And the best part of all, is that I am that girl. So watch out IT girls, I am going to run circles around you, and I will do so comfortable in my flats!
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I didn’t get the memo October 5, 2010
So I have a new job. I am working on a contract position at a company that provides learning management services to large companies globally. The company is located in the heart of downtown cleveland.
Now I know that I seem to be terribly metropolitan. I mean I was speaking my third language by the time I was five.
However, I clearly didn’t get the memo on how to be a downtown “IT” girl in the year 2010.
On my first day I played it safe, wearing black slacks and a gray and black top. I was so flustered from trying to navigate the parking garage and the Huntington building that I wasn’t really paying attention to much else. On day two, I thought I was cute and I wore some lighter colored slacks and a pretty flowered top. And flats.
I parked my car, walked to the elevators and waited patiently, excited to be going in for my second day. At this point I am feeling pretty good.
Then the doors opened and I went from fabulous to frumpy faster than you can say “elevator going down?”
Inside were three (girls) women. They were all probably in their mid to late 20’s. All three of them had long, perfectly straightened, smooth as silk hair. Two blondes, one brunette. Bodies tight and toned from yoga and a black coffee and nonfat togurt diet. All wearing black power suits, five inch pumps, and Coach purses, natch. And of course, they were all holding blackberry’s up to their faces; looking at them you would think that THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IN THE HISTORY OF THE WORLD was on their screens. No one cracked a smile, or said hello.
So do you detect a hint of raw jealousy in that description? Damn straight! I want to be 28 (I have always thought that was the perfect age) with a perfect body, perfect hair and designer clothes.
But it is only a hint. Because I also want to be the girl who says hello to strangers. I want to be the girl who has her own identITy and doesn’t need to be a clone of all my peers.
And the best part of all, is that I am that girl. So watch out IT girls, I am going to run circles around you, and I will do so comfortable in my flats!
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