I came to work this morning with the back of my dress only halfway zipped up. I am THAT much of a zombie in my sleep-deprived state.
In the past I’ve done things like forget my purse, have mascara on one eye only, not brush my hair, but I could always claim to have been properly dressed. Until now. And yes, it was pointed out to me by a coworker.
The concept of a 8:30-5 working day is cruel to us night owls.