Simply ask yourself: What would Machete do?

Openly bitching about trivial issues?

In schools, it's not uncommon for teaching staff to marry colleagues. Presumably, these days, those relationships have developed from affairs.

At the last wedding I cohosted, guests arrived in a range of clothing from tuxedoes to at least one t shirt. I had no problem with that. The guest was not there in any professional capacity and I was pleased that he came in the clothing he had and was comfortable with, rather than not joining us for the celbrations.

To me that's more a sign that you've not been here long enough - even one of my doctors wears open-toed sandals (think they were more like birkenstocks) in the office.

NOT being permitted to wear sandals when it's hot sounds a lot more like "Corporate America" than Switzerland.

In our wedding, I saw some guests wearing jeans. I didn't like it at all. If you go to a wedding, you do a little effort to dress up for the occasion, it is respectful to the couple and everyone who worked hard to make that day special.

Arn't you supposed to wear socks with sandals here?

In Saudi and the Middle East people wear them all the time. I actually often prefer the idea of not having my feet sweating to death in enclosed shoes....unhealthy.

Should that not be up to the wedding couple? My wedding was casual and all 13 guests enjoyed the hell out of it.

ohhh..........are we starting on weddings now?.... I hate those weddings where they place cameras every table.. for "candid" shots

I was at one wedding where the groom wore a kilt and a couple of people decided to take sneaky "up the kilt" shots.

Nothing says unprofessional like a headhunter calling you with a job thinking you are someone else then proceeds to find out if you would want to consider the job anyway...

"Thanks but I have no sales experience in XXXX field"
"Maybe you would like to consider it, it's very close to where you live in Oerlikon."
"I don't live in Oerlikon".

...carries mobile phone out into corridor away from colleagues and chastises dopey woman on phone for calling me at work when we had agreed on private email...

QUOTE=dodgyken;1303415]#1 - Colour and oversized fonts in emails

Yep - I've just received one. From someone old enough to know better.[/QUOTE]

Nothing says unprofessional like not being able to use the 'quote' code correctly...

"Hi! I am a headhunter working for company x. Am I talking to Eugen Huber?"

"Er no, but I coincidentally know him..."

"Really?! I guess I mixed up the mobile numbers then. Can you give me his?"

"That will be difficult: Mr Huber died nearly a century ago. He invented the Swiss civil code... I only know this because I happen to live in a street named after him. Since you have my private mobile number: maybe your automated webcrawling tools entered the info from my CV not correctly into your CRM system? How can I help you?"

Or incorrectly as we say in English

Nothing says unprofessional like...

Grammar Nazis giving non-native speakers unasked lectures.

Unrequested / unwanted / unrequired / petty / pedantic / shitty

...............

My dictionary says unasked. And yes, I did actually look it up before typing.

No idea if this is "your" English or the American sort and I frankly could not care less.

Yes, and my wedding was a very formal event with fancy flowers and decorations and around 800 peoples.

Now, if it was just me, it would have been the 2 of us on the beach and that's all. But explain that to a Turkish mother in law...

Oh, so you had billions of people at your wedding?

Concerning jeans and T-Shirt: in some countries, it's standard to show up like that.

Oh, actually, unsolicited would be the word. Unasked is also fine, a little awkward, but correct.



In my current work setup, I find it unprofessional that people simply assume I will edit their English for them. Sometimes I just find a draft printed out and dropped on my desk with a sticky note on it. (I suspect I bring it upon myself with comments like the above, though.)

I sometimes look up to see one of my Japanese colleagues standing quietly in my doorway, with a piece of paper in hand, waiting until I notice them... for years now I have said please just come in, you're not disturbing me... but still...