October 20, 2001
After applying for a countless number of jobs, I finally scored a job interview yesterday. I went out on the 18th to get myself some nice clothes to wear, and I was pretty happy with my choices - until they came under fire from some friends of mine at my old office.
I bought myself a nice black suit with a matching pair of slacks, a nice black button-up shirt, and a dark silver tie. I put the outfit together myself, and it looked really slick. When I got home, I tried it on and it looked really good. Then I told a few of my friends what I had picked out.
Apparently, there are some goofy little unwritten rules pertaining to what you wear to a job interview. I was told I absolutely had to wear a white shirt - no exceptions. Plus, I was also informed I had to swap my tie for something a little more "conservative" - my friend Cary was kind enough to lend me a tie. Personally, I think these rules are a big crock of shit, but as my friend Ed pointed out: now is not a really good time to take risks when it comes to getting employment. He's right. So as much as I wanted to wear my badass outfit to the interview, I caved and wore the standard interviewee crap. (Yay! I get to look like everyone else!)
I am not a beautiful and unique snowflake. I am Jack's complete lack of surprise.
(20:27)
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