My younger daughter, Mollie, took these photos before I went to work this weekend.
As I said in an earlier post, when I did the training to become a security guard, thus adding yet another position to the long list of jobs I have had in my life, I pictured myself wearing a badge… not a blazer. I wasn’t expecting my first posting to be at an upscale private housing development.
I mean, up to this point, suits were worn only at weddings and funerals. I also smudged the monogrammed logo, for security reasons.
Fortunately, I work the swing shift from 2 in the afternoon until 10 in the evening. When it gets dark, I get to switch over to the bomber jacket with metal badge… and lots of pockets.
Yeah, I know, I look good in a suit.
But I feel cooler in the bomber jacket.