Keeping up with the Baby Boomers.

Dear Millennials,

Stay chill! I’m here to advise you about Baby Boomers. The other day, my Boss approached myself and a coworker about the way millennials dress in the workplace. Let it be known that my coworker happens to be the boss’ daughter and they were preparing for a ‘semi-business’ trip. My boss indicated to the both of us that “Millennials don’t care enough about how we look to ‘the people who pay the bills.’” As a millennial myself, I take offense to that slander. We sure di care about how we look, we just jave different tastes and values than the generation before us. Here I am with blue and grey hair, not because I don’t care about how I look, because I think I look pretty good with it.

I would like to note that I wear genaric business casual outfits to work — with an occasional casual outfit thrown in when I know I won’t be seeing any of our clients. Neither my colleague or myself dress inapropriatly (we actually dress more business than my employer, who can often be found in her office in sweatpants.)

The point here is that my boss made a huge deal about this, so I decided to wear a suit to work, to see if she would notice. My suit is nothing special, I think I got it from JC Penny, but it constitutes ‘dressed up’ in the way my boss was insinuating millennials do not know how to dress.

I woke up on Tuesday, put on my suit (complete with classic black heels,) and drove into work. The day was mundane — as far as a Tuesday is concerned. Nothinng out of the ordinary happened until I attempted to leave work for the day. I had to leave a bit early, as I had an appointment to get to. I hoisted my Vera Bradley bag, grabbed my cellphone, said goodbye to my coworkers, and prepared to leave.

In order for this story to make any kind of sense to you, the reader, I need to tell you that our office is on the top floor of a building. The only way to get to the ground floor is to walk down a steep set of stairs. I have worn various outfits to work, combined with various sets of heels, and not had any issues on this particular set of stairs.

Please Note: I am a firm believer that the only reason this happened is that I succumbed to my boss’ nagging and made an attempt at dressing ‘appropriately’ for work.

I fell — down half a flight of stairs (approx 5 or 6 steps) — and smashed my head off of a concrete wall. Said fall has resulted in a dinged up leg and difficulty walking, among other injuries.

Long story short, if a baby boomer tells you, a millennial, that you dress wrong, you need to get rid of a tattoo, your hair is the wrong color, or you shouldn’t have that pierced, just flip them the bird and resume living your life. You cannot allow the past of some dried up old prune change your future. ❤