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The Dread Staff Activities Committee of Doom is having another one of its hoedowns tomorrow:

These posters have been all around the building for ages, and committee members keep sending out e-mails reminding everyone to sign up for the dismal thing, and crowing about how we’re to be allowed to wear jeans to work on Friday. They’ve mentioned the jeans factor in every e-mail they’ve sent out recently, and there’ve been quite a few. Some had clip art. ::groan::

Somehow, I can only view the whole thing with faint scorn. Occasionally I manage disdain, but only after long and self-sacrificing efforts to be optimistic.

Leaving aside the whole dietary issue (you can bring your own food if you want to, but obviously it would still be cooked on the same grill as the meat, without being cleaned between meat and nonmeat, so that’s not going to happen), I don’t own a pair of jeans any more. Haven’t for years. I could wear the Black Pleather Pants of Snarkiness, but if the Weather Channel is even remotely right, there’s just no bloody way:

According to the 10-day forecast, they’re speculating that October 1 will be the first day with a high less than 80°F. I despise this weather. It’s autumn — officially now, given that today’s the equinox — and I demand that the climate start acting like it. I want crisp, bracing, sharp mornings when your breath fogs in the air, and crunchy leaves falling in knee-deep piles, and early sunsets so that you feel that you’re living a cosmopolitan life of gadding about because you get home after dark, despite the fact that it’s 5:30 and you’ve come straight home from work. I want to go hiking in the mountains (probably I’d have to wear my stompy metal-heeled buckle boots, which are the closest thing I’ve got to hiking boots) with the dog and look at the leaves changing color.

(Is it just me, or do I blog a little too much about clothes? Hmm. Possibly a side effect of not buying any new clothes besides socks — such as the incredibly cute black-and-lime-green stripey socks with glitter-edged skull and crossbones I’m wearing today — pretty much since January, I think. I’m probably in withdrawal.)