It hasn’t been a good day for me and clothes. First, when I was getting the milk out of the fridge this morning, I knocked down a little plastic container of salsa, which splattered all over my slacks, got a few drops on my shirt, and a healthy blob which almost went into my left eye (which closed reflexively, just in time). So I had to quickly strip and change clothes before I left for work. Then during my lunch break, I was leaning in through the passenger-side door of my car to retrieve my sunglasses from under the seat, and got grease on the leg of my current slacks. I think it will wash out, but it’s pretty annoying to go through half of you day with black grease smudges on your khakis.
I don’t know why we have to wear slacks where I work, anyways. They hardly ever bring any visitors back into our cube farm. Seems to me we’d be fine wearing decent jeans and anything dressier than a t-shirt.