Just in case anyone’s confused: Gwar.
I know the “dress for the job you want” joke has been done, but I’m hoping I laid enough bread crumbs away from the punchline to make this a worthwhile take on the idea. This is one of those strips I scripted out without having a piece of clip art in front of me, in the hopes that I’d be able to find a picture of a couple conversing that wouldn’t seem too out of sync with this conversation. The guy here looks like he might have just lost his job…but I’m not sure direction of the third panel quite matches his expression. Granted I’m not sure exactly what manner of expression IS appropriate for such a thing. I contemplated erasing his facial features completely, but that looked stupid.
This is, thankfully, not a true story in any way – though the last time I wore a long-sleeved buttoning shirt to work (with jeans and sneakers, no less) I did get asked multiple times if I had an interview. That’s how high I set the bar in the “professional dress” category, people.
I’m gonna dedicate this one to my friend Tom Rockwell, a.k.a. Devo Spice, for reasons.
MRS. SHOEBOX’S ASSESSMENT OF TODAY’S STRIP (direct quote, copy-pasted from IM chat): HAHAHAHAAA!
-=ShoEboX=-
I only saw GWAR once, in 1989.
I did see Slymenstra Hymen’s Girly Freak Show a decade ago, however.
Do you plan to explain what a gwar is and what it has to do with genital mutilation?
Ah – never mind – hadn’t spotted your wikilink.
I dunno if I’d wanna work for anybody whose sense of fashion was so warped they agreed with “what looks professional” according to the most out of date people.. and care more about clothes than how you work..
but then again, how DO you reliably show someone how hard you work? get a certificate?