Meg Let Me Do It

I was never one for costumes.  Meg, of course, is an exception, which makes me think I don't consider that a costume.  I need to think about that more.

But last Friday, in memory of one of the greatest innovators of our time, I did "Steve Jobs drag" at work.  I wore sneakers, jeans, and a black mock turtleneck with the sleeves pushed part way up.

I bought the top a few years ago.  I was signed up to do a presentation for a group of teachers on how to teach kids to create computer games.  A couple of days before, I came up with the idea of doing the Steve Jobs ensemble.  I went to a local mall and started hitting women's shops, telling mostly the truth: I said I wanted a long sleeve black mock turtleneck I could wear.  When asked, I explained it was what Steve Jobs normally wore when he did a presentation and I was doing a tech presentation and I thought it would be fun, the salesladies were still in the dark but in the "sale's a sale" mode.

Here's the little lie: they invariably asked why I didn't look in the men's department, and I said "I did.  Nobody has one.  So here I am."

I also wore girls' jeans, socks, and sneakers on Friday.  No surprise there, except maybe to the people at work.  If they knew.

Most people in the office didn't notice what I was doing.  One guy did, and he was sending people my way without telling them why.  Most still didn't get it.  The program manager, the head guy in the office did, and I went by later and said "wait 'til you see what I have planned for Halloween."  He said "now I'm scared."

I have nothing planned, but maybe the door's open just a crack.  Even though "Steve Jobs drag" was acceptable there, I'm quite sure "office girl drag" won't be.

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