I lean forward and say it close to her ear as she appears in the doorway. It's the only thing I can think of to do that might distract her from how I am dressed. Somehow, in my rush to get out the door on time, I get to work and realize I am still in my caftan. My attempt to scare her doesn't phase her one. little. bit. It's the first day back to work and she's on a mission. Eyes straight forward, rushing to her office. She barely acknowledged my presence. I stand there a bit perplexed that my attire warranted nary a second glance and a bit relieved at the same time.
Thank God it was only a dream.
My alarm certainly jolted me awake this morning and once I had some clarity of thought, I decided that my first day back at work would be just fine no matter what.
I did contemplate scaring my coworker anyway but decided that since I'm the only one in the office without CPR training, I best behave myself.
Caftans are incredibly comfortable though.
It's a shame they aren't appropriate work attire.
Scary thought, that.