I guess you’d be offended if you were corrected by a native speaker when speaking his language.
As a non-native speaker of English, I don’t take offense at being correct, not at all. I prefer people to correct my use of language. It’s very frustrating when a wrong usage becomes an habit, and then you have difficulty to overcome it.
I don’t know any Dutch by the way. I just tried to help her, sincerely. People like you are really getting on my nerves.
Kid, Maastricht is Dutch, and deliberately used redneck slang in order to be humorous.
You see, it’s funny because English is her second language, and yet she still knows enough formal, informal, and slang English to wisecrack. Get it?
No?
I don’t care.
Well, I see that wolfman isn’t getting much love here for his casual attitude toward dress. Fuck all that. I’m absolutely totally in wolfman’s corner on this, attitude-wise at least. And fuck all the bosses in the world, and all the clients, who give a shit (may every last one of them rot in hell).
(Note, I’m the same unrepentant incorrigible slob who, in a nearby thread, doesn’t care what anyone thinks if I tuck in my T-shirt or not.)
That said, one may need to face the disgusting facts of life that so many above posters allude to: Bosses and corporate pooh-bahs love their roolz that they make, and OP may just have to choke down the fact of being a corporate peon, and cough up the dough to replace those threads. Bosses are just too in love with themselves and their precious powers, so they just have to be asses about unproductive shit like that.
If this OP is such a good IT person as he says, perhaps this might be a productive strategy here:[ol]
[li] Cough up the dough and buy all new clothes.[/li][li] Demand a raise from your boss. (Say, enough to pay you back for all that clothes over 6 months.)[/li][li] If (2) fails, update your resume and start looking. (Your new clothes from (1) will help here.)[/ol][/li][/QUOTE]
Casual clothes and not tucking in t-shirts is one thing. Wearing wrinkled and stainedd clothes is entirely another. If you honestly can’t see the difference, well, then I can’t help you.
OK, so back to the topic. I think it depends on how good the thrifting is around where you live. I think I’m lucky that I don’t need to buy “new” stuff because the thrift stores around here have great clothes. Since I usually pay $2-4 for a pair of pants and $1-2 for shirts, I have no qualms throwing stuff out and buying “new” whenever I need to.
I wear jeans, shorts, dressy pants, whatever I feel like to work, since I work in a place I can wear whatever I want. If I wrecked a dryer full of stuff, the “new” replacement value would be probably several hundred dollars, but for me it would really be about $30 worth of stuff. Chuck it.
You might be great at your job, and maybe no one will say anything regarding your appearance, but that doesn’t mean people aren’t thinking something else entirely. When you start being that guy no one wants to sit next to, it might not matter how good you are at your job. Being “that guy” is part of it.
I think we need a poll about acceptable workplace attire. Spots on a shirt or pants might make for some conversation here in my part of Canada, but for Christ’s sake, when I worked in high-tech people were wearing shorts and sandals to work: sometimes even in the winter!
IT people are still the renegades and can get by with usually anything but swimwear.
I understand why this seems to sound like taskmgr.exe is correcting to be a “butt,” but her later posts do seem to suggest a non-native speaker attempting to provide the kind of English help he/she would like to receive. Intention of help should count for something, even though in this case the “mistake” was deliberate.
As far as spots on clothes go, personally I would easily be able to see past something so trivial, but it hardly seems worth risking the potential negative repercussions of committing what many others seem to believe is a deep breach of morality, a symptom of a soul sickness so extreme that they would seek legal justification to terminate you. Then again, if you get fired from a job that focuses so much on the spots on your clothes, maybe that will be the best thing for you.
Siince I’m the only person who mentioned legal justification in order to terminate, I’ll step up and ask what the hell any of this has to do with morality?(I hope you’ll forgive me if I don’t address the “soul sickness” part.)
This is no deep discussion on personal worthiness, nor is it about living in the world you apparently prefer to live in, where there are no standards whatsoever; it’s about the world we *currently *live in, where responsible adults know that aside from the fact one should have learned long ago not to go to work in ruined clothes, in most instances one’s continued employment is at the discretion of those that run the company.
If this OP is such a good IT person as he says, perhaps this might be a productive strategy here:[ol]
[li] Cough up the dough and buy all new clothes.[/li][li] Demand a raise from your boss. (Say, enough to pay you back for all that clothes over 6 months.)[/li][li] If (2) fails, update your resume and start looking. (Your new clothes from (1) will help here.)[/ol][/li][/QUOTE]
It’s not your company’s responsibility to replace your clothes after you damage them though your own carelessness.
Really I never understood this slovenly “I don’t give a shit” attitude from people who work in IT. It’s like every jerk who learned how to maintain back office email and database servers at their community college thinks they are Mark Zuckerburg. People in the marketing or accounting department have “mad skilz” too, but they don’t dress like mental patients.
Personally, I’m aghast that your entire work wardrobe costs “hundreds of dollars” and you don’t use a professional dry cleaner.
I have successfully used nail polish remover on ink before. Worked great. As for new clothes or not, if my boss didn’t care I probably would continue to wear the clothes, or at least phase them out as I gradually got new clothes. I certainly wouldn’t shell out a bunch of cash on a whole new wardrobe when it is likely no one will notice or care. That said, if my boss said something about it, I would go out the next day and replace everything.