I suddenly recalled that a few weeks back, a senior colleague feedback to me and commented on the way I dress to work. This person said that I dress too lavishly, wearing nice shirts and cufflinks to work, unlike other people, and that some people actually have a problem with me because of that.
I dress in whatever way I like and this is my own right. I dress nicely to work because I like to look professional. I dress nicely so as to make myself feel good so that I won't feel sian to go to work. A happy worker is a good worker right? So dressing up nicely = being happy at work = a good worker! Don't you agree?
Ridiculous.
Ridiculous things aside, I suddenly feel that I'm losing youth fast. I feel old. For the uninitiated, I recently took part in the YBloggist competition, and I'm probably the oldest participant? Feel so old! I wish I could get back some youth and go back to the younger days, where I can just blog and blog childishly about anything and everything that is happening to my life. What an irony. When I had more youth, I wished to grow up faster and to graduate from uni and start working and earning my own keep. Now that I have achieved that, I look back and want to go back to those younger days again. Don't mistake me, not that I don't like my current life, just that there are some things in the younger days worth reminiscing.