THE NORM I AM BREAKING
For my Folkways paper, I choose to wear two different shoes and boxers shorts over my pants to work and school. I chose this norm to break I am an executive assistant, and as such, I reflect my boss and our department, which is comprised of Nurse Practitioners and Physician Assistants. This is not how I should dress. I normally wear slacks and a nice top to work. On my own time I have more unique clothing choices, and I am ok with the staring that comes with those choices. I chose this Folkway to break because while I do not have an issue in my private life wearing what others might consider odd, I am much more conservative at work.
OBSERVATIONS
My observations from the day are listed below:
Moring Bus Ride:
· People looked at me as I got on the bus, because I was new to the bus, and that always seems to happen, the new person has to be inspected.
· One lady on the bus in the back with me noticed, her young son did not. She looked to me to be holding back a laugh each time she looked over. She did not look me in the face.
· On my way to get breakfast, the cashier noticed, started to say something, but didn't follow through
· 5 separate people seemed to look at my feet, and then would not look me in the face again after that.
· For the most part the bus ride was uneventful once I took my seat. I think that this is because I was seated, and no longer drawing attention.
Once I Got To Work
· People in the halls looked at me because the different shoes made me limp. I think that they noticed me more because of the limp. They would look me over to see what was wrong with me, and then would not look me in the face again in most cases. This seems to be a running theme.
· On my way to get breakfast, the cashier noticed, started to say something, but didn't follow through.
· One Nurse that I work with said that I dress uniquely on a daily basis, so she just didn't notice. I don't understand that statement, because I think that I dress conservatively at work, but perhaps this is just in contrast to my private life?
· One Nurse Practitioner I work with just said outright while I was washing my dishes in the break room, "You have on two different shoes". I explained about the project, and we discussed the places that it is seemingly more acceptable that people dress oddly. For example, at Wal-Mart there are often people in their pajamas shopping. However, at Target, you see less of that. It is, in my opinion, that Target is a little bit more hi-brow than Wal-Mart. I know when I go into Wal-Mart, I can "see my anger" That is another paper all on its own.
· Another Nurse Practitioner that I work with, who I know to be a very empathetic person, asked if I had hurt my foot. This is the reaction that I would like to think that I would have if I saw someone in my state out and about. I know her to be very empathetic, so I assumed that she would give this reaction. I think that she did this because she was trying to figure out why I was wearing two shoes, not just assuming that I was odd.
· The Staples delivery guy did not seem to notice at all. He was doing his job.
· Another admin assistant joked that I must have gotten dressed in the dark. I explained the project. She did not seem to care one way or the other. I have always felt that she is somewhat stuck up. In my observations, it is because of whom she is assisting (The CNO and that is my bosses boss). She seems to think that because her boss is higher than my boss, she is higher than me. While on the chain of command she is, we basically do the same job, although I have more associated with my job, for less pay. Again, another paper
· A gentleman in the hall looked me in the face, we exchanged smiles, and then he looked at my feet (presumably because of the limp) and did look me back in the face. I can only imagine that he "explained away my behavior"
On The Way to and At School
· While I was waiting for my ride to school, there was a young man standing outside smoking. He kept sneaking glances at my feet. When I would look at him, he would look away quickly. I think that he continued to sneak peeks because he was not sure he was seeing what he was seeing. It could also be that he wanted to see if there was more to see, that perhaps I would act out to match my odd clothing choices.
· I did get a few glances while I was waiting for my ride, but mostly it was windy and cold, so I think that people were more wrapped up in their own concerns, namely getting inside where it was warm and not windy. People tend to be wrapped up in their own worlds more than not.
· On the way to class, there was a man standing close to the door to our class. He noticed my feet from some distance. He looked me in the face the entire time I walked down the hall. I might have missed other reactions, but I wanted to see if he would say anything as I got closer, so I did not look away. He did not either, and he did not say anything to me. I wonder if he might have had a clue that it was time for "Folkway Norm Breaking Papers"
· The girl sitting in the row in front of me in class noticed at one point during class. I am sure that she assumes this is for the project.
On The Bus Home
· I rode the Central bus home instead of the Lomas. I made this decision because I ride the Lomas daily, so people on that bus know me, as well as strangers on the bus can know each other. If I do indeed, dress uniquely at work, then I might not get the desired reactions. I had hoped to get that back middle seat, so that more people would get the chance to see me when they boarded, but this did not happen. I did get to sit in the back, so more people saw me as I boarded.
· There was an older man across from me, I thought that he had noticed my shoes. I made it a point of making eye contact and smiling at as many people as I could. No matter how often, or hard I tried to make eye contact, he just wouldn't do it. Towards the end of my ride, as I neared my stop, I took out my headphones, and then he made eye contact. He asked about the patch on my backpack (Walking Dead). I explained that it is a Zombie show. He and kept chatting me up. After a few more minutes he moved to sit next to me, and he said to me "Oh, I didn't even realize you have on two different shoes." That confuses me because I was sure that he had noticed before. I surmise that he did indeed notice before, that he wanted to ask about the shoes, only he didn't know how to go about it. I explained the shoes were part of an experiment, basically to see how others would react to it, he asked how it was going, I told him it was mixed. He didn't have much to add after that before I had to get off of the bus.
· There was a lady beside him, she looked at me, and she made a look that I can only describe as "well okay...." She kept glancing down at my feet, but when I look at her, she looked away. I strongly feel that she is one of those ethnocentric people.
· A lady on the lower set of seats made eye contact with me. Was I putting my feelings onto her, or did she look at me like she was disgusted by my mismatched shoes? Perhaps my feelings of being out of place were getting to me, but I do not think that was it. I was pretty much over feeling awkward at this point in the day.
· The strongest reaction that did not involve actually speaking to someone was from a young lady, early 20s, I looked over to get reaction... She gave me a very dirty look as if I had offended her personally by wearing two different shoes.I attempted to look at her again, to see if I got the same reaction but she moved to a seat where I cannot see her face anymore. I am very puzzled as to why she would give me the look that she did. If I were to see someone that was dressed like I was, I would try to figure out why they were like that. I would, perhaps, assume that they must have an injured foot, as my co-worker did.
· A Packers fan was looking all around, he looked at my feet, but he seemed more interested in what the girl next to me is reading. Maybe he didn't notice, or maybe he just didn't care. He seemed to keep to himself the entire bus ride. If I had to rate his reactions to his surrounds on a hot to cold scale, he was absolutely an ice cold rider.
That Night at Target
· One lady with her two small children did notice me, and she gave me a sincere smile. At least that is how I felt it came across. I am curious as to why I cannot find a category to put her smile into. Some people gave me dirty looks. Some people gave me what I considered to be "Oh, look at the poor touched in the head lady" smiles. This lady's smile was just a pure genuine smile. That is one sanction that I cannot wrap my head around.
HOW I FELT
At first I felt nervous. I do not like drawing attention to myself around strangers. I was "scared" that someone would have negative comments to make, or actually say something rude to me. As I witnessed, people just like noticing the differences in each other. People especially do not like odd differences, when they notice them. Luckily, at least for me, it seems that they do not like confronting people they do not know. The only people that said anything to me where people that know me. Them, and one friendly gentleman on the bus.
When I was on the Central bus in the afternoon on the way home I felt so out of my element. For a while I was regretting taking a different bus. I like to think of myself as a flexible person, but that bus ride made me feel very much the opposite. I wanted to go back to my routine. It had less to do with my shoes and boxers than just being out of my comfort zone. I was out of my norm and I did not enjoy all of the trip.
I think that the reason that I am more conservative with my clothing choices at work is twofold. One, of course, is that I am bound by a dress code. The second, I only came to truly realize during this experiment, is that I want to be taken seriously at work. I want to be seen as on the same page with the snotty lady that works for my bosses boss (the job I hope to have someday).On a physical note, my back hurt and my knees were killing me because of the limp that the shoe difference caused. I have a new appreciation of people with actual limps.