When I started my stationery line from my small 1950's beach cottage, my kids were all very young. They kept me so busy during the day that I resolved to do my work at night. So, after putting the kids to bed, a pot of coffee was brewed while I showered then put on my comfy PJ’s. I assembled orders for shipment the next day.
When I worked in the corporate world, the owner was always the best dressed. Now that I was an owner, working in PJ’s, I thought I should at least have some very nice PJ’s. When the Victoria Secrets catalog came un-expectantly in the mail, I found a classic pair of pink pajamas in the back, on sale (probably because they were long pants with button down top, not typical of VS), so I ordered them.
When my UPS man, Vince, delivered them, I proclaimed, “Oh, yea! My work clothes are here!” Vince’s eyes got big and his jaw dropped. It took me a moment, but then I realize the VS logo wasn’t that discrete, and Vince had a whole different view of “work” clothes than I did. I quickly set him straight before he left with my packages.