05 August, Thursday

05 August Thursday, Looking in the mirror at my nude self, wondering what in the world could work naked. Barely remember slipping on my clothes after standing by my car last night. She looks at the phone to see if I have any emails or calls from my prospective employer. After my public nudity, there is no way to allow me to work for their company.

Due to the expected reactions, I have not told anyone about my public stripping downtown yet. Scare to turn my phone over to see what notifications pop ups. I took a huge breath, an unreal email labeled acceptance letter.

My hands were shaking reading the email. It read my name,

“I hope this message finds you well. Per our agreement during the interview, we would like to remind you of our expectations regarding your appearance as a company representative.

You must maintain a professional appearance at all times, despite the understanding that being fully nude and free of any garments. We expect you to act as if you are wearing appropriate attire that reflects the values and standards of our organization. Understand those areas of your body covered by garments will be exposed that will need to be neat.

We understand this may be a unique requirement, but an aspect of our company culture is to be open to all differences. Our company believes your lifestyle will promote equality and inclusivity among our employees and clients.

If you have any questions or concerns about this requirement, please do not hesitate to contact us. We would be more than happy to discuss this with you further.”

I was so shocked I must have read it about ten or more times. I looked around at all the scattered clothes around the small apartment, wondering if I should accept it and sign the acceptance letter. If I sign it, I should get used to living that way. I need to build up the stamina to confront the parents nude.