Hello, I'd like to introduce you to the moment...

My 'Chinese Home Cookin' Culinary skills have progressed to the point of where my father has magnamiously exclaimed "This is actually quite good!" [He was 'raving' over a Haddock dish I had whipped up.] Ironically enough, I think the entree on which he had complimented me upon, was more Italian than Chinese - but hey, who am I to critique? Afterall, this is the man who insists he has an international palate, yet everytime we have gone out to dinner, we go to a Chinese restaurant.

-_-

Although relations between us have been civilly strained at best, last weekend, my father and I went to his company's annual 'picnic'. Oh it was loads and loads of fun - if you like being lectured after every other bite of corn on the cob. I know, I know - he's not really lecturing - he just wants the best for you!

<impromptu rant>
BULLSHITE I say. I am sick and tired of listening to him tell me  1. what an utter failure I am 2. how I should/could improve my life 3. "When I was your age....<insert story here about his heroic youth>" 5. how I should've been a boy. a large number of negative things about myself that I already know b/c he's been reciting to me since I was pre-adolescent.
</impromptu rant>

After our delightful lunch, we headed to (keeping my father in mind) non-vomit-inducing rides. I tried to interject a bit of light heartedness throughout the day, but eventually I just gave up and went my separate way instead.

Anyhow, since it was his company's annual picnic, there were a number of his colleagues there. His secretary, when she spotted us, was quite bemused and snapped a picture. Last week, my father sent the digital picture to my mother (to give her a pictorial representation of how I was doing as she hasn't seen me in 6+ months).

This is the picture of us she received (plus my father):
Please note that I am NOT wearing black. I repeat: I am NOT wearing black. You may take a moment to rejoice. :-p




 Instead of receiving a cordial reply, here's what I got in my inbox today:

"Diana, you are exposing too much meat.

In MBA management books it is written that: "The higher the position a person occupies, the less flesh they expose. People respect those who dress properly. Dressing oneself properly is also a sign of self respect."

I would really appreciate it if my daughter could dress appropriately and not show so much meat! Please clothe yourself in the level of a professional. Look at what CEOs and CFOs wear. Please look toward what they wear; don't let other people judge you because of your improper attire. By exposing so much flesh, you are lowering your class! What you wear, represents your class. This is my truthful advice for you." **

**grammatical mistakes have been corrected to make for clearer reading.


I don't quite know what to say except....Double. Ew. Tee. Eff. Mate.

Since when did a trip to an amusement park turn out to be "What Not To Wear: Corporate Edition"?