Tuesday, May 05, 2009
The T-shirts for our work event arrived today - and I was so mad I almost spit.
But try not to read this without laughing. I double dog dare you.
The people at our national organization - which provides the shirts and designs the front of them (the back has sponsor logos) - came up with the brilliant idea of including their logo within the number 30 and putting it on the front of the shirt, because it's the organization's 30th anniversary this year.
The number 0 is round, right?
Guess where they put the logo? Left and center. Chest level.
Now imagine being a woman. Would you even THINK about wearing this shirt?
The worst part is - it wasn't a mistake. Two women and one man designed it but, alas, no one tried it on before going to print with thousands of shirts for all 80 walks they're having this year.
The guy at national was really apologetic.
I told him, "I understand. You're not used to thinking like a woman with large breasts. I am."
For the first time in any conversation I've had with him, he was quiet. As. A. Mouse.