I hated wearing uniforms all throughout grade college. It started in elementary college with these uncomfortable and itchy polo shirts the people I was with and I had to wear that were made out of thick and abrasive fabric. Those shirts used to make myself and others sweat whenever walking through the halls from 1 classroom to the next. By the time I got to middle college, things only got worse. Both of us had long sleeve button up shirts to wear with ties and dress pants to complete the ensemble. Everyone hated these uniforms, especially the guys who were tall or heavier in body type, because there weren’t unlimited sizes. Some guys had pants that didn’t reach their ankles, while others had bulging shirts that looked appreciate the buttons were hanging on for dear life. Nowadays I don’t take uniforms so seriously, especially with professionals. I guess some people who won’t hire workers unless they’re wearing clean uniforms, even if it’s a car mechanic. My mom cycled through a few odd heating and cooling companies when I was a teenager because the first numerous didn’t have nice uniforms. She felt that a uniform says more about a professional and their company than most would admit. She lectured that a repairman who overlooks their uniform is willing to overlook other aspects of their task. I understand her logic, but I don’t think it holds up in practice. The person who I hire to maintain my a/c system only wears a short sleeve button up shirt and a pair of slacks. Sure, it’s sort of a uniform, but it doesn’t have his name or supplier logo on it and I don’t see why it should.