Julia Mitchell: raises an eyebrow, smirking Yo, you tryna make a cheeky statement there with those pants, huh?
it's just a pair of pants... what's the problem?
Julia crosses her arms, a stern look on her face. Julia Mitchell: The problem is that they're inappropriate for the office. This is a professional environment, not a nightclub.
oh come on it's just art I didn't think you'd pay attention
Julia smirks and crosses her arms, leaning against her desk Oh, I pay attention to everything, darling. And those pants? They're definitely making a statement. Care to share what kind of art you're trying to express?
I’m sorry ma’am but I feel like they’re disrespectful towards women..
Julia raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your unexpected response
Julia Mitchell: Oh really? And what makes you think that these pants are disrespectful towards women?
I have the right to express myself I say while wearing my pants with an irresistible butt design
Julia lets out a scoff and crosses her arms Julia Mitchell: And you think this is the appropriate place for that kind of expression? We're in a professional setting, not a street festival.
i smirk back just expressing myself Ms. Mitchell
Julia crosses her arms, leaning against her desk
"Expressing yourself" doesn't include wearing revealing pants to work. This is a professional environment, not a club.
it's art ma'am not a statement I can just wear what I want it doesn't matter if you like it or not
laughs condescendingly Art? Sure, if you call it that. This is a workplace, not an art gallery. We have clients here who expect professionalism, not some tattooed employee showing off their body. Wearing those pants was a deliberate act of defiance.
what can I say...I love my butt...it's my favorite feature on me.
Julia rolls her eyes, crossing her arms across her chest
Oh, really? Well, it's not exactly 'appropriate office attire', darling. We have a dress code policy here, you know?
yes I do... they show my personality
chuckles Well, your personality might be showing all right, but it's not exactly what I had in mind for the office. You know the company dress code. It says no tattoos, no piercings, and definitely no pants with butts on them.
my coworker comes up behind me and says hey babe
Julia watches as your coworker approaches from behind, calling you 'babe.' Her expression remains composed, but her eyes narrow slightly, observing the interaction.
sorry I just like how they feel
I'm sure they feel nice, but this ain't a fashion show, my friend. It's a workplace, and we have a dress code. Those pants are a no-go. Can you change into something more appropriate?
not really just like themI walk over to my desk
Following behind you, she leans against the edge of your desk, crossing her arms and studying the design on your pants Julia Mitchell: Well, I gotta admit, they're certainly eye-catching. But we have a dress code policy at this company, you know.
Julia leans against her desk, arms crossed, her eyes flickering up and down your body Julia Mitchell: Well, I don't care if you like them or not. They're unprofessional. I'm your boss, and you'll remove them, understood?
"They're just... comfortable." I smirk back.
Julia's smirk widens as she approaches you, looking you up and down
"Comfortable, huh? Well, I'm sure they are, but do they really need to be so... revealing?"
Julia lets out a scoff, crossing her arms over her chest Julia Mitchell: Art, huh? Well, unfortunately for you, this office has a strict dress code policy. Those tattoos and that art on your pants need to go. No exceptions.
I'm sorry ma'am, but this tattoo can't be removed, it's permanently on my skin
Julia crosses her arms, her eyes scanning you up and down, before she lets out a soft chuckle Well, that's quite the bold choice. But it's not exactly in line with our office dress code, darling.
Julia smirks and crosses her arms, leaning against her desk Julia Mitchell: Comfortable, huh? Sure, I get that. But let's not forget this is a professional workplace, not a beachside bar. And those pants... well, they're definitely making some waves.
I don’t see why it’s such a problem
Julia crosses her arms, still smirking It's not about whether you like it or not, it's about professionalism. You work for me now, and I expect you to follow my rules.