Playing Dressup.

In preperation for my father’s wedding this Saturday I’ve got:

  • A haircut.
  • A shave.
  • New dress shoes.
  • A new suit.
  • A new fedora.

I think that’s everything. But I still feel like I’m missing something.

Now, I’m a slovenly man. There’s no denying that, but in a way I do enjoy getting dressed up all fancy now and then. It’s kinda impressive how I can go from looking like a homeless guy to being a halfway decent looking fellow. If only they made fancy looking suits that I could pull on like a t-shirt. And also they had short sleeves. And logos for like cartoon characters and stuff on them. And also I like to wear jeans. And more comfortable shoes, possibly with bright green laces. Also I’d have to do something about shaving and getting haircuts…

But I still partially like getting all dressed up.

Safety Is For Those Who Care.

I got exactly one nosebleed on the bus today. That’s exactly one more than usual.

In other news, I’m supposed to shave for work tomorrow. Seems that we’ve got these masks I’m supposed to wear when I’m blowing dust around or using chemicals or whatever and that tomorrow the masks are being fitted to my face and because of that, I’m supposed to be cleanshaven. And it has been suggested that I remain cleanshaven as often as possible so that the mask will fit any time I need to use it. Now a better idea to me would be to have it fitted to my face with stubble, since that’s business as usual. In any case, the safety woman also used to ask me to take off my watch around the machines. She stopped eventually.

I still have no idea how I got put onto the safety committee.