Casual Friday

The CEO of my new company really likes Halloween and encourages the whole office to dress up. So maybe a couple of hundred folks did. Martha in Prison was the crowd favorite.

Myself, I dressed as a blogger: ratty bathrobe, gym shorts (might look a bit like boxers), very ratty slippers, my I'm Bloggin This t-shirt, and, for good measure, a teddy bear. I also didn't shave or wash my hair for two days. I'd include a photo but it's not a pretty picture. The irony is that this is exactly how I dressed (minus the gym shorts) for the past three years while freelancing. (Kind of Odd Todd, though that seemed too 2001 to reference.)

Turned out the joke was on me: even at this most Internet-savvy of firms, one of the original dot-coms, quite a few people gave me a blank stare when I told them I was a blogger. "Uh...nevermind, let's just say I'm a tele-commuter."

I took a bunch of photos of other folks and made mental notes of ironies, but I don't plan to be one of these folks who gets fired for blogging, so I'll keep it to myself.

Meanwhile, I'm thinking of attending a costume party Saturday that promises to be full of bloggers. I'll have to think of something else to wear; I don't think the blogger=slacker costume would work so well there.

UPDATE:
Uh-oh. Apparently enough people here are savvy enough about blogs that two people at work have mentioned this blog entry to me already Monday morning. I think my new policy is never blogging about my job at all.