I made a choice when I started adjuncting 2-3 years ago: I was going to dress up for work.
This profession has always seemed disjointed in terms of a dress code. I have seen professors in full suits and I have seen professors in sweats, with most falling in between. At the community college I adjunct at, most people seem to wear business casual separates, but I do always see a professor who has a basic uniform of white tennis shoes, light jeans, and a sweatshirt. Would I ever wear that to work? For many reasons, no. Does he still seem somehow authoritative in it? For some reason, yes.
However, that certain professor is quite a bit older than me. I am still mistaken for a student, so I thought that dressing professionally would be a good way to differentiate myself from the student body. I also realized that I need to wear clothes that I can easily move in, walk around in, breath in, and not feel self-conscious in while in front of 25 pairs of eyes. I once had a film professor who wore giant bracelets that would chime together and then echo throughout the room over her microphone. With that annoying sound in my mind, I am pretty diligent about the functionality of my clothes. My work wardrobe includes dress pants, skirts, dresses, vests, button-down shirts, silk blouses, sweaters, casual cotton shirts, boots, heels, and dressy flats. I think I look nice without looking stuffy.
I'm still looking for the pink pants, but I think I have the HOYVIN-GLAVIN voice down
On my way to class one late morning, I stopped by the drugstore. The lady who was waiting on me flicked her eyes on me and then said, "Don't tell me you're a teacher."
I assumed she thought I was an elementary school teacher, but no matter. I told her I was and asked how she knew.
"Oh, just the way you're dressed. You look exactly like a teacher."
I glanced down. I was wearing brown dress pants and a green cardigan. Okay, maybe a little teacherly, but nothing I wouldn't wear at any other job. I smiled at the woman and left, but I couldn't stop thinking about it. I don't think I want to look like a teacher. What does a teacher look like, anyways? What do professors look like?
If only we could all rock the three-piece suit as well as Professor Jones
A few weeks later, the weather was nice enough for me to wear an outfit I really like. It consists of a beautiful silk skirt and a light cotton white shirt. I met my mom on the way to class and as I got out of my car, she exclaimed, "Wow! You are really dressed up." She kept saying that: "You are really dressed up!" I started to get a little concerned, but at the end she told me she really liked the outfit. Hell, I really liked it too and it felt nice.
Flash forward 30 minutes: I'm in my classroom preparing for class and in walks this student, let's call him Ron. Ron is a jokester and I think that he thinks we have some sort of joking relationship. Anyways, he walks in and says, "Wow, that is one ugly shirt."
I was shocked and taken back.
The next week it was my hair. Ron walks in the classroom, looks at me, and says, "Bad hair day?"
A week or so later as he was leaving class, Ron glanced back back at me and said, "I like your skirt, Mrs. EA." I didn't hear him so I just said "Okay." He repeated, "No, really. I like your skirt."
Ugh. "You don't have to comment on my clothes every day," I snapped back.
That seemed to shut him up and he never said anything about my appearance again.
Anyone who makes another comment about my appearance can shut the hell up.
Reading over this, I realized I have a lot of stories about students being incredibly inappropriate. Eh, it was a bad semester.


