Can you rock out the tight sweatpants such as this girl?
Then good news! You're qualified to come to an invitation only event for those interested in working with Bright Horizons!
Confused yet?
Don't worry, Thursday night I was confused as well and was left wondering if I was at the right place.
Let me explain....
Thursday night I went to an invitation only event because they are opening a new Bright Horizons in my neighborhood! Yes, if you were wondering I would desperately LOVE to get this job. Although, I have found myself saying this about jobs before. This event was to give out information about this new location and meet people/gather documents to start the selection process. Aka step one of getting this job. I'm about the 5th person to arrive out of almost 40, so I was able to sit, wait, and watch the fellow people I need to "beat out" (not that i'm competitive or anything). As I watch I obviously am interested in how others are dressed to present themselves. I was rocking out black pants and this pink sweater type shirt with a black collared shirt underneath. I see some people dressed similar to myself. Then I found myself taking a second glance. There were people coming in with jeans on. Ummm did I miss the casual memo? I was surprised a little, but I think there always has to be one. But then, I found myself taking a second glance, rubbing my eyes, and taking a third and fourth glance. Could it be? Yes, a girl walks in with black tight sweatpants on and was obviously wearing a thong underneath...guess she had nothing to hide.
Where am I was all I could think. Only a week previously you could have found me basically crying and having a break down in New York & Company because I couldn't find anything I liked. I was having a serious emotional breakdown of how young I look. And this girl was walking in with sweatpants?!!!!!!! May I please at least get to the next stage of callbacks?
As January finds this home pretty darn quiet, I have found myself with nothing to blog about. I hope this story is fuel for a little laughter in your heart as it has now become the new running joke in our home when either of us puts on sweatpants.
P.S. I have something exciting to blog about but can't until it becomes official. Look for a blog on Feb 8th at about 5:15. And no, I'm not pregnant.