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That Time My Employees Thought I Was My Sister and Accidentally Told Me the Unvarnished Truth
After talking with them, I changed our company meetings
When I first became a manager, I totally brought into the manager look. Every day I dressed in a well pressed tailored suit, high heels, full makeup and jewelry. It took half an hour to do my hair each morning.
When I say full makeup, I mean ‘The Full Monty’, moisturizer, concealer, foundation, highlights, blush, eyeliner, mascara, eyebrow enhancements, and false lashes.
I never went out of my house even on the weekends, without being pressed, dressed and fully made up, except once.
A friend was visiting my home when she became sick. She had heart issues. The incident happened around six a.m. in the morning.
We rushed out of the house. I had my pajama bottoms stuffed into my jeans and my husband’s tee shirt thrown on top of my pajama top. I did not stop to put on underwear. No makeup. I barely had time to wash the slobber off my face. I grabbed a headscarf from the top drawer of my dresser and slapped it on my head to cover my uncombed hair.
Luckily, after being examined by the doctor, my friend was released but given a prescription to fill.
