Yesterday, I had to get to work extra early … had a response requirement. That happens sometimes and is the nature of my job.

I had time to check the weather forecast… the day would be partly sunny, no rain, and it was above freezing.

So this biker pulled on his…

…Tall, recently cleaned and shined, lug-soled Chippewa Hi-Shine engineer boots, wool slacks, dress shirt, gray leather tie…

… went out to the garage, moved my truck and the spouse’s car out to the driveway, and put on my thick leather chaps, Langlitz Jacket, warm gloves, and full-face helmet…

… mounted his trusted iron horse, and took off. Soon enough, I was in the garage under my building, safely parked.

I walked into my building, leather clad as I was. I was going to leave my chaps and jacket in the office.

I signed in with Security and then heard someone else behind me. Who was it? My boss and his boss… this was a big deal event.

The bosses (plural) looked me up and down. My boss said, “I knew you were a biker. You dressed for the weather this morning, didn’t you?” Then he laughed, his boss laughed, and I said, “yep. Layers keep me warm, and the leather protects me as well as keeps my dress clothes clean.”

My boss and I got off the elevator at our floor, and I went into my office and quickly took off the chaps and jacket — and hung them up. The boss came to my door and said, “let’s go to (a meeting room).”

Off we went.

We arrived at a meeting at an incredibly early hour — 0500. My boss’ boss looked at me again, and said, “nice touch of leather, again” — admiring my leather tie.

The boss said, “don’t forget the boots!” and pointed to my feet.

Then the boss’ boss said, “okay, let’s get to work” and began the meeting.

That was it… the whole day through… busy busy busy, but no more comments about the biker attire in the office. We had real work to do!

Life is short: be a biker in the office, properly attired, of course!