I try not to talk about it too much here, but my 9-5 job that I go to every day and that pays my bills is working for the Australian Government.
I’ve gone through phases of loving and hating being a public servant, and while I know that it is not what I want to be doing for the rest of my life, I also know that I would be hard-pressed to find a job that offers me as many freedoms and that stretches my brain as much as it does.
One area of my job that I am always perplexed by, however, is the dress code. The idea of work dictating what i can and can not wear seems absolutely ludicrous to me, and as i am sure you’ve realised by now I love to really push the boundaries of what is and what is not appropriate work-wear. I’m currently being given an opportunity to stretch this even further, by raising the question of what should be worn while travelling for work.
This morning I boarded a plane from Canberra to Perth (via Melbourne), where I will spend the rest of this week as part of my job. Technically it was a travel day, and I had no meetings or anything, but somehow I still couldn’t bring myself to don my usual travel uniform of sweatpants and a tank top. I opted for something much more… conventional. And while i was comfortable all day, I couldn’t help but feel like I let myself down a little.