Guess I realized today that I've been mailing it in when, for the third Tuesday in a row, I've worn the exact same thing as the guy who sits next to me. Keep in mind that these aren't scrubs that I'm talking about, these are our civilian clothes that we wear once a week. Khakis and an olive button-up shirt. Guess we're not reaching too far back in the closet for something different. Based on how wrinkled we looked, I'd say that each time we get home, the clothes go right onto a hanger until the next Tuesday.
I've attempted to organize everyone who sits nearby to wear the same damned thing as us next week. That way, my idiocy can spread.
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