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Mike encouraged me to write about my exciting and most humilating moment in Corporate America - thus far. 

I recently had to go to my office to pick up a package that was accumulating dust for over 2 months...as a consultant and a mobile employee, things are a tad bit differently for me.  When I’m not on the road, I work from home - literally.  My office is where ever I decide to set up shop and because of that, I sometimes forget that I do still indeed work in Corporate America and that there are some rules that we need to abide by - for example, dress codes.

Well, I missed that memo last Tuesday morning, and decided to go to work in a tiny skirt, and a tank top w/ the toes chillin in my crocs because it was a crazy hot humid NYC day.  Can ya blame me?  Yea, I didn’t think so.

So as soon as I walk into my office building, BAM, I get smacked in the face w/ the AC.  Thats when I remember, oh damn, I should’ve worn layers to work.  Too late for that...Oh and I forgot to add that I was hanging out w/ my 14 year old sister who has a better body than most models on the runways nowadays, i say better because she’s tall and has curves and stuff.  So anyway, my sister is wearing white shorts, but thanks to her outrageously long legs, they almost looked like booty shorts…

I manage to get a building pass because the big desk covered my monster legs, and I walk in. I almost left my sister in the lobby, until the guard told me, “oh no, it’s okay, take her up w/ you”.

I walked into the elevator, thinking, oh man I forgot my ID, how will I swipe in...So I walk to the glass doors, knock and just stand there and look cute.  This woman in her late 20’s leans back in her chair and looks at me - toes cleavage to the hair, and I think, oh man, I have no bags, no brooms, so I don’t fit her typical Latina description (delivery or cleaning lady)...but me w/ the hoochie clothes didn’t help. She didn’t run to the door to open the door, which I expected, but I showed her my building pass and looked desperate.

So I managed to get in, and now I’m on the hunt for the mail room, thinking, I better not see anyone I know, or want to know.  First impressions are not always the most important, but boy do they last!

I got lost and had the luck of walking past 4 huge meeting rooms w/ tons of identical blue men - aka, men in suits.  By that time, my face and body were red from the nervousness and the adrenaline that was rushing through my skin.  My sister was running in the office, trying to avoid walking slowly by the meeting rooms, which didn’t help because then I started cracking up because her long legs almost made it appear as if she were skiing in booty shorts, in my office.

Needless to say, I found the mailroom, got the package super quick and ran out of the office as soon as freaking possible, but a meeting ended at the same time that I tried to escape.  So I rode the elevator, 18 floors down, w/ a bunch of execs…

Who felt like a loser?  I did - if you could see me, you would see me raising one hand and pointing at myself w/ another.  Yea, me!

So the moral of the story is, don’t freaking wear hoochie clothes to work, Fridays are the only casual days and even then you shouldn’t wear clothes that are too revealing.  You never know who you’ll bump into. As a young Latina, I know I am constantly being judged and the last thing I want to do, especially at work, is give someone something to talk about. 

I love waking up and working from home on Fridays and when I’m not on the road. I’m never going to the office again! Haha, just kidding Corporate Gods - I’ll see ya soon.

-Chich Boogie

Post Tags: office  corporate america  mobile employee  hoochie  dress codes  latina 

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