That's the official name of our pajama day here at work today.
And it's funny really.
I've written before about Pajama Days and how much I love them and wish there were more of them.
I was really excited about Pajama Day here at work.
But now that we're all here, it's awkward. Too ........... intimate. Not that anybody is wearing anything sexy or inappropriate. To the contrary, really. It's like, slumber party-wear. What you wear when you have houseguests. You know, the slightly cleaned up version of what you really sleep in. The version where you're fully covered and everything matches. Where you dig out the matching (to the pjs AND to each other) slippers, instead of the dirty and cat hair covered comfy ones you usually wear.
But even that is a view of my coworkers that I've never had. That I'm happy to never have of some of them.
It would almost be better to have a naked day. At least then I could get a few snickers in before I avert my eyes.
And it's funny really.
I've written before about Pajama Days and how much I love them and wish there were more of them.
I was really excited about Pajama Day here at work.
But now that we're all here, it's awkward. Too ........... intimate. Not that anybody is wearing anything sexy or inappropriate. To the contrary, really. It's like, slumber party-wear. What you wear when you have houseguests. You know, the slightly cleaned up version of what you really sleep in. The version where you're fully covered and everything matches. Where you dig out the matching (to the pjs AND to each other) slippers, instead of the dirty and cat hair covered comfy ones you usually wear.
But even that is a view of my coworkers that I've never had. That I'm happy to never have of some of them.
It would almost be better to have a naked day. At least then I could get a few snickers in before I avert my eyes.
Labels: I love my job, lobby, PJs, work
1 Comments:
It's the Rose jammies.
I wove 'em.
They look so comfy.
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