Wednesday, June 25, 2008

I used to let my pants sag, not giving a fuck

Yesterday I tied my bright red power tie as I got dressed for an itnerview.  I've been offered a dozen jobs while wearing that tie.  When I was done, I looked it over and thought twice.  I was interviewing for a government job.  This tie cost me seventy dollars.  Maybe it was a little too flashy. 
 
I thought logically.  My dad has been a civil servant for thirty years and he wouldn't be caught dead in that tie.  I could picture him saying, "Are you interviewing for the circus?"  I went through the multitude of pink and purple ties in my rack, unable to find one that looked modest.  The enormous size of my ego is apparent from my ostentatious tie collection.  I was a little ashamed. 
 
I finally found one in the back that was navy blue and pretty boring.  It hasn't seen the light of day in months.  I tied it up and looked reasonably appropriate.  Sure, it was a Brooks Brothers tie, but I bought it at the Brooks Brothers OUTLET.  Just to test it out, I mimicked my dad in the mirror by saying, "Most people stop looking for work once they find a job."  Perfect.