In other news, we just got an email from our corporate HR department about office dress code. Please take a moment to enjoy the first line...
Ladies
Ø UAE National attire (avoid wearing tight Abayas).
Ø Formal business attire.
Ø Avoid wearing see-through clothes, low necklines shirts, skinny pants and tight and micro-mini skirts.
Ø T-shirts or shirts should cover at least the upper arm.
Ø Clothing that reveals too much cleavage is not appropriate for a place of business.
And in other other news, I just had a long Thai lunch with my crazy Romanian colleague who I like to think of as "the Kaouthar of Dubai" (haha) where, over tom yum and glass noodles, she lectured me about how I'm not 20 anymore and I need to start assessing whether I could marry any man I date right from the beginning of the relationship, and how she knows I'm very emotional but I have to start being rational about men because "trust me, I used to be guided by emotions with guys, and look where it got me? 34 and not married!"
Chilling. Eastern Europeans are so scary, dude.
And fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinally, in 2 minutes I'm off to the LAST interview of my interminable 6ish-month re-job hunt. It's final rounds with some partners from yet another consultancy, and let me just say, if I NEVER have to talk about why I want to go into strategy/management consulting or how I ended up living in Dubai or what 17% of 86 is again, it's too soon. I'm pretty happy with the offer I've gotten from Nameless Schmancy Consultancy so continuing the process is a marginally moot point, but hey, I like neatly tied-up endings, so I can turn on the charm one last time. ;)
BEIRUT TOMORROW!
