On Uniforms

A few months ago, I was talking about schooling and our chosen majors with my friend Matt.  He’s in medical school now, and told me a story about a time he volunteered at a free clinic.  When he got there, a nurse immediately handed him a clipboard and told him to go see X patient in curtained-space Y.  The patient saw the white coat, stethoscope, and chart and started describing his ailments to the “doctor.”  Meanwhile Matt was thinking “wait whoa I’m just a student!  I don’t know what I’m doing!”  I’m sure he soon collected himself and did a fine job helping the patient; he’s a smart guy.

But the point is, doctors have uniforms, and uniforms have power.  Firefighters, police, military, repairmen, Dharma Initiative workmen, salespeople at Best Buy, they’ve all got a cute lil’ outfit that says “this is who I am, this is what I do.”

Architects don’t have that.  I suppose if you are on a job site, you can pick out the architect as the one inappropriately dressed in nice shoes and pants, but otherwise, we’ve got nothing.  I suppose you could say that dressing in all black, with thick black glasses, and potentially a bow-tie is a uniform of sorts…

Anyway!  I think architects need a uniform.  The pants need to be able to be cuffed, for fashion, muddy worksites, and biking to work.  The shirt should have a pocket.  We’d carry around a big metal T-square (yeah we don’t draft anymore, but it would be cool to have) and some sort of sextant-esque device, with a little scope to look through, and I don’t know, dials to determine if a wall is plumb or something.  Someone figure that out.  Let’s make this happen!