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I need a closet full of these at work to hand out in the event of an inspection, so the team can put them on over their pajamas. Buncha geeks. |
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I really needed this when I worked in the IT department at a factory. Many of the computers were on the production floor in the warehouse to run the scales and the barcode readers. Every time I went out into the warehouse to fix I problem I would always come back inside of the office area covered in dust. |
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I really needed this when I worked in the IT department at a factory. Many of the computers were on the production floor in the warehouse to run the scales and the barcode readers. Every time I went out into the warehouse to fix I problem I would always come back inside of the office area covered in dust. |
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(-) Shirts and ties are cute, lab coats are cute, jump suits can be cute, but jump suits or t-shirts made to look like something they're not are *awful*. Like we don't notice? |
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I thought the jump suit would have a built in network cable dispenser and unzip to reveal installation discs covering the inside. Possibly even a cheat sheet list of tech support numbers that pulls out of a somewhat concealed wrist pocket. |
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& definately a recording .mp3 for recording upper managements most idiotic statements concerning IT to email to other IT guys for a laugh. |
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fine idea - for people who have to look smart yet spend day grovelling about under desks finding the relevant cable. |
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Prisoners' jumpsuits here in the US are stamped with the acronym DOJ for Department of Justice...I keep picturing the present jumpsuit inscribed with DO-IT for Dept of IT. Me likey. + |
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[jutta] They don't have a pic on them, but an actual piece of fabric that looks like a tie. It's just sewn down on one side and folds over the zipper. could have a pocket in the back of the tie to hold pens or tiny screws. |
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[po] thanks for the welcome |
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hey, great word. fear of responsibility or peanut butter sticking to the roof of your mouth. |
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this should possibly go into a fashion category. |
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Like Jutta, I don't think I want a jumpsuit that tries to look like normal businesswear. But a jumpsuit that looks *as formal as* businesswear but in its own jumpsuity way gets my croissant. |
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21Q: IT is what some places call the department in charge of keeping the computers and networks and stuff running. |
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//Like Jutta, I don't think I want a jumpsuit that tries to look like normal businesswear. But a jumpsuit that looks *as formal as* businesswear but in its own jumpsuity way gets my croissant.// |
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we call this, in my neck of the woods, as sitting on the fence and I hope you don't get a splinter in your bum |
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My specialized fence-sitting jumpsuit is guaranteed proof against bum-splinters, [po]. |
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I worked for a bunch of idiots who insisted that I wear a suit while scrabbling about behind racks and under floors. They were idiots, did I mention that? |
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Take another glass of water. |
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My suit, of course. They may have been idiots but they weren't that stupid. Idiots. |
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Graeme Garden had something pretty close to this back in the 70's in 'The Goodies', although his one-piece, zip up outfit also included a tweed jacket (with elbow patches). |
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Why is this great idea only limited to IT guys? |
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surely not. a modest plumber might like a faux bottom/bum/ass (whatever you call it) t-shirt |
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hmmm, excuse me while I fantasise re: modest plumber... |
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I needed this yesterday. I am a telecommuter and had to go into my office for the first time in a year. Had to dig in the bottom of a drawer for a pair of trousers (that are not jeans). and find a pair of proper shoes (Not trainers, sandals or boots). |
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Apparently sometime before the last time I wore those shoes I stepped in something corrosive. As I was walking, the soles of my shoes were crumbleing like old cake. by the end of the day I was basically standing on my stocking feet. Weird. |
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