"Um, excuse me Sir. I don't mean to bother you." I was nervous as hell. I stuck my head in the door first. I had just been hired and here I was already questioning my new boss. I walked into his office. I was even to afraid to sit down. I can do this. I am a respected meterologist and a strong woman. I have every right to discuss the clothing that was choosen for me. "Sir, I am assuming that there is a mistake with my wardrobe. The blouse is practically see through and it is far too tight. The skirt really is too short and I would never wear fishnet stockings while working. It just isn't professional. I am not a bimbo here to bounce for the male demographic."

I was feeling more confident by the moment and I even sat down in the chair opposite my new boss. I crossed my legs and waited for an answer. I deserved an answer.