Wednesday Post

This post is about the apron and the rest of our uniform that we are forced to wear. For me, the apron serves little purpose because they are a size Men's Large, whereas I am a woman's Small. Basically I drown within the fabric. The apron is always getting snagged, caught, dirtied, and torn up around all the equipment. I've even seen the apron ties get caught on fire. But for me and my curly, Ginger hair, my apron contrasts against the dark colors, getting me in trouble all the time for not having my hair properly secured.