Dressed for Success

I have never heard the phrase “dressed for success” before, but I think what it expresses is true and is really helpful in daily life. Dressing for success can lead to actual success. A clean and tidy outfit can give other people a good impression of you and show your true potential. For a boss of a business, dressing carelessly would lose one’s authority from his or her workers, and as a staff member without proper clothing, coworkers and business partners might feel disrespected. Nowadays we have seen many images of famous Silicon Valley entrepreneurs wearing casual clothing, which make us to assume the workplace is no longer a formal environment. If an interviewee only wears jeans and t-shirts, his employer won’t consider him as a serious or competitive applicant for the job. On the other hand, being dressed for success can also impact of a person internally. Personally, on vacations, I always stay at home for the whole day and don’t meet anyone. I used to wake up and wear my pajamas all day long since no one would see me or care my “style”. However, I have found  that dressing up a little has a positive impact on my overall mood. I feel more awake and ready to begin a productive day. In conclusion, dressing for success is what we should do for both extrinsic and intrinsic benefits.

Terrible Cupid

When I looked up and saw Cupid, I knew we were in trouble. After I saw Stacy kissing the locker, Tom saying sugared words to the clock, Linda blowing the saxophone so crazily that kept all boys away, I knew the worst thing could happen was being shot by Cupid.

How did he come into our classroom? I didn’t know. The only thing I knew was I should get away from Cupid and his evil arrows as quick as possible. I slipped through the backdoor. The teacher asked me, “Where are you going, Steve?” “Eh… I’m going to the bathroom.”I answered. Then I spent the rest of my class hiding in the bathroom, trying to avoid Cupid.

Finally, the class was over, and I was happy to see Cupid was not there anymore. I picked up my backpack and went to the next class. It was an English class, and we had a good time discussing the book we were reading, Romeo and Juliet, in groups. Chris thought love was bad because it caused the death of Romeo and Juliet; but Nola said, “Suffering is a part of love, isn’t it? It will be sweet only after you taste the bitterness.” “I really tried to give people love without misery…” Where was this mumble from? No one in my class sounded like this. I turned my head, and in a horror, I saw Cupid’s face. I pulled my chair and tried to escape, but in the moment, I felt something hit my chest. I paused, but I could see no arrow hit on my body. Looking up, there was also no little angel with stupid wings around; instead, I saw Nola’s caring, watery, big brown eyes. “You don’t look good, Steve. Are you okay?” Why were her lashes that long and thick? “Nothing, I’m fine, thanks. I just think what you just said is very true…”