One of my co-workers mocks the dress code by wearing the wrinkliest, raggediest khakis known to man. If he wore clean, pressed jeans, they could send him home because jeans are prohibited. But they can’t send him home for wearing raggedy khakis. HA! Dress codes and company policy are not worth my protests these days. I wear what we are asked to wear – casual professional, dress for comfort, but no jeans. Ironically, my colleagues who work in the café think that we who work out on the floor have it good because we can wear anything but jeans. They have to wear black pants and white tops – everyday! Some of them hate it!