“I’ve noticed you’ve been wearing lots of black lately. You’re not one of these people partying in cemeteries, are you? Gothics, isn’t that what they’re called?”
I was part of a field crew today and I didn’t wear anything fancy because that usually goes along with wearing protective gloves and being covered in dust afterwards.😉 When I returned to the office later one of the superiors asked me about “them Gothics”.
I was totally stunned about my superior noticing. As I had feared he was suspicious about Goths.
I never once wore an all-black outfit to work and I always tried to wear at least one item in a bright color. But even subtle changes will eventually be noticed at work…
(C’mon, this outfit looks ordinary, doesn’t it? I was really careful when chosing it since I knew I was going to do external work today. I wore a purple jacket, too, so that’s TWO bright colors.)
“I spend lots of time in the cemetery”, I answered cheerfully. “Even our dog wears her vampire cape when she comes along. What about you? What’s hidden in your closet?”
And then he told me about his noncompliant phase in the 60’s.😉
Weird situation which turned out okay, I think. We chatted a little about music, Goth people, and Woodstock – and I was relieved I didn’t end up getting “the talk”.🙂