Friday, June 19, 2009

Letter to My Husband

Dear Husband,

Here we are jobless, verbally you say you are wanting to get hired. So you've taken your resume in, you've talked to the right people, and now you wait. But what do you do while you wait. Well, it is different from what I would be doing that is for sure.

Oh, I don't mean I would actively do anything different from what you are doing, but I would be dressed so differently. See everywhere you go there is a potenial boss. Some one who might see you and think -- "Hey, you know that Robert might be just the guy we are needing, but why is he dressed like a bum?"

The shorts and Hawaiian print shirt with your beach sandles just doesn't scream hire me or professional anything.

Sure we were running late to the Chamber Mixer yesterday evening because you had forgotten about it, but for heaven's sake it was at the very bank you are hoping will hire you and there you are looking more like you are on your way to the beach rather than to a function of professional people. It would only have taken a minute to change -- slacks with a shirt tucked neatly in and closed toed shoes! Is that asking too much? And to boot your picture will probably be in the paper because who presents the Certificate of Appreciation to the bank's manager --- yep, mister, "I don't give a sh_t about how I look. Take me or leave me."

Every time you step out of this house you are going to an interview. Yes, dressing for success is important --- it might just make a difference. Right now I'm thinking you don't really want to get that job.

You really need to think more about the book cover. It is what people read first.

Your loving, but exasperated wife


SplineGuy said...

I feel like I'm eavesdropping on a conversation that's none of my business. BTW: we are praying for you guys and you're premature retirement.

SplineGuy said...

Did you cringe when you read "you're" instead of "your"? I did.

Ida said...

Men! Sometimes they just don't 'get it.' We are continuing to pray for you both. Hugs from your little sis.
Oh, and SplineGuy, I expected better from you.

Hootin' Anni said...

Hmmmmm, guess I'm with your husband on this one. I'm gonna dress like I AM retired and act like a professional. It can be pulled off....they see both sides that way. The fun one and the professional one.

JoGrandmama said...

I'm with SplineGuy. Maybe this is something better said in private than on your blog. I know our guys can be frustrating at times when we think they should be doing or acting differently. Maybe this is the only way he knows how to cope right now. Or maybe he thinks "What's the use, anyway?" I'm sure he feels like a "failure" right now without you condemning him for not LOOKING right. I know Robert and I have had our differences, but just maybe you could handle your criticism differently and more constructively, maybe more subtley and, again, more privately. Sis, I love you. And I can only imagine what you and Robert are going through right now, so just know you are BOTH in my prayers.

Momisodes said...

I'm so sorry I'm giggling at this post. I can empathize with you. Really, I can. Dadisodes is color blind, exclusively while dressing.

Crossing my fingers something pans out.