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| Dressing Business Casual Sucks |
Finally got to the point yesterday where I had to break down and buy a new rotation of work clothes, which is officially my nightmare. See, I'm not like a normal person who'll pick up a pair of pants or a shirt or two every once and again, I'm a bulk shopper, I go like once every 6-9 months, buy like 5 new shirts and a few pairs of pants (you can always have less pants than shirts, for whatever reason pants never seem to get dirty, yea you've got to wash them once in a while to get the stale Balls/Taint smell out, but they'll never get dirty). Yesterday was that day for me, after going on an unprecedented streak of tearing holes through the elbows of 4 work shirts in a two week span, my options were finally getting limited, I spent yesterday morning trying on shirts from like 3 years ago (which only painfully highlighted the fact that my steady routine of overeating, drinking on the weekends, and my affinity for the couch, have in fact, left me out of shape. Odd, right?).
Bottom line, I went and blew two nights worth of bar tabs on clothes yesterday than I'll never wear outside of Monday-Friday during office hours. Never. That's the worst part of work clothes shopping, these are clothes I'd never be caught dead in outside of work. If this blogging from home thing ever works out that'll easily be the biggest benefit, the money I save on work clothes alone would probably pay for private health insurance, just blogging in my boxers, maybe a robe, and that's it. Lunch time comes I could order in or throw on a pair of sweats or athletic shorts and pick up a McRib. That's the dream (shut up, I'm not making fun of your dream, leave mine alone, if I fantasize about wearing sweat pants and eating McRibs all day long, so be it).
