That actually sounds really cool.
I think the exception here is donut shops. Showing up at a donut shop at 6am Sunday morning is perfectly okay.
I was working at a motel, and we were terribly short, one of those days when someone called in because they were under arrest, someone else had gotten fired for…well, it had to be for not changing sheets, because that was pretty much the only thing that would get them fired, and someone else had run off with the guy from 110. The general manager told me, “We need some bodies. Anyone who comes in here who’s breathing and has no violent felony convictions gets hired.” Our standards weren’t real high.
So I was frantically running around trying to clean rooms and catch up on laundry and herd our few remaining housekeepers, and this car zips up and parks diagonally in a parallel spot. A woman steps out. On her feet are 2 dirty fluffy houseshoes. As my gaze rises, I see a pair of flannel pajama pants. Over this, a pajama top which not only does not match the pants (or, for that matter, the dirty fluffy houseshoes), but quite aggressively clashes. And as I pause in my labors, the woman zeros in on me and says, “You hirin’?”
And I say, very politely, as I clutch my clipboard full of lists of rooms to clean and rooms to check and laundry to do, “No ma’am, I’m sorry, we sure aren’t.”
Like I said, our standards weren’t real high, but we did have some.
Aw, have some pity. These people have obviously given up on life. But hey, at least they’re not wearing men’s boxers as shorts. I’ve seen women wearing men’s boxers as shorts, and so now whenever I see people in public wearing pajamas, I think, “Well at least they’re not wearing men’s boxers as shorts”.
I enjoyed that OP so much. Just great writing, there.
I remember the first time I saw someone in pajamas at the store. It was a decade ago, just when the fashion hit my area. I didn’t know anything about it at the time. I honestly thought the girl was developmentally disabled and her mother couldn’t get her to dress properly (she was about 12).
Then, well, suddenly every store had someone in there in their pajamas. And the fashion didn’t die. It got worse.
Y’know, the heck with it, one of these days I’m going to throw in the towel and not wear hose to work. That’ll show them.
back in my day men never left the house without suits and hats
what is wrong with the damn kids these days
I don’t recall the name, but there’s a restaurant in Chicago that’s noted for the patrons coming to Sunday breakfast in their pajamas, as it’s encouraged by the owners. And a local journo and her city gov’t SO used to come to my local Starbucks and have breakfast/hold court in their jammies.
Woah, high school flashback there. Green plaid…
When the zombies comes I feel sure they will be wearing pajamas.
and they will be saying “Hanes”.
I just sleep in my clothes most of the time anyway.
I never go to the grocery store in my pj’s because I usually just wear a long t-shirt to bed. However, I routinely go out with my tennis duds on. In the dead of winter, I’ll also wear a jacket, but 9 times out of 10 I won’t bother putting sweatpants on over my tennis skirt. I routinely walk into Kroger with bare legs in the dead of winter. Sometimes I’ll see someone wince, but most people don’t bat an eye.
I thought this was going to be all about those adult onesies that are in fashion at the moment.
People: these are the sort of thing that you will look back on in the future and say “What was I thinking?”
Is this the right thread for me to confess that for about 6 months out of any year, when I post on the internet I’m usually totally nude from my ankles down?
But then you’d have to lie perfectly still so you didn’t wrinkle it. …wait for it…
You are too kind!blush
Please see quote#2 in post #6.
When I see someone wearing pjs in public (specifically grown-ups) my thought process is this: you are too lazy to get dressed and you don’t care about yourself or how others perceive you. Therefore you will never get anywhere in life and you will be stuck in a dead-end job with a dead-end life. If you are a stay-at-home mom, you are setting a bad example for your kids who will probably turn out to have such an air of entitlement that they will be insufferable and unemployable.
Why, yes, I’m at work wearing hose, a skirt and jacket, and heels.
Sometimes my wife teases me for changing from sweats to jeans to run to the store for milk. I tell her “The homeless guy on the off-ramp wears jeans. Do you really want me to be worse dressed than the homeless guy?”
Kudos for the dispensations for youth, though. Sometimes there’s no sense in explaining to a two year old why his comfy jammy top with the cool robots doesn’t technically qualify as a “shirt”.
As I prepare for work, I can’t help but lament that cool robots do not qualify as business-casual.
They’re doing it to piss their parents off - the rest of us are caught in the crossfire.
You know what I wish the best part of being an adult was? That it resulted in adult behavior, rather than people that revert to childish behavior the moment they’re unsupervised.