They lay out all the rules. Proper dress must be maintained. We can not have drooling primates unable to concentrate on their work. Those low cut blouses and miniskirts must be repressed. Tight spandex and muscle shirts be damned. But I noticed my new kilt was a little on the short side. It doesn’t make it all the way down to the knees. Surely, it might cause traffic to stop. And the rules don’t address kilts one way or another. Perhaps I’ll take the chance. They always said I had sexy legs. I don’t know who they are but I’m willing to take their word. A dress code was issued but remains incomplete. It goes to the bold to challenge the status quo.
Dress code issued
No miniskirts, no minidress
No word on minikilt.
About "They"
I was a they once, yep, one of them. They got weird, so I left them. Now, when they speak, I don't listen, because they are probably my them.
:D
Lady A
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and yet I still don't know
and yet I still don't know who they are