Before I begin, I'm kicking around the idea of making certain days during the week blog-posting days so that readers (if there are any of this blog) can count on a new post. What do yall think? Would you like for me to have something like that? Make sure to leave your thoughts in the comments page.
Editor's Note: Disregard my gut jutting out at the bottom of the photo. To the casual observer, this looks like seven different dress shirts, including a long sleeve V-neck sweater at the top. There is something in common with all of them. Upon further review, we find the following:
As the title states, my first post on here with any substance doesn't have anything to do with sports, politics or any number of other passions I have; it has everything to do with a simmering, increasing hatred towards dress shirts. Yes, I said it, dress shirts. Be prepared for a very random blog post.
As some of you know, I've been having a problem with many of the dress shirts I have. To give background, where I work at, the dress code is essentially business, or Sunday attire. I wear a suit or slacks and a tie four days out of the week with Friday being a casual day. Obviously, this requires me to have multiple dress shirts. However, the most mysterious problem has arisen. Look at this first picture and tell me what you see:
Editor's Note: Disregard my gut jutting out at the bottom of the photo. To the casual observer, this looks like seven different dress shirts, including a long sleeve V-neck sweater at the top. There is something in common with all of them. Upon further review, we find the following:
Not sure if the picture makes it clear as it should, but that is a photo of six different holes in six different dress shirts. For the record, I do work at a desk job, not on a construction site or nail factory. Now, here's the kicker: Every hole in every dress shirt is located on the right elbow. There isn't a single, solitary blemish on any other part of the shirts. Just the right elbow.
The next picture is of the seventh dress shirt. This shirt was the last straw, as it was the last of the seven to fail me. You can tell this because of how it looks:
I got so fed up with this that I pulled an "Incredible Hulk" on this shirt's arse. Let me remind you again, all seven shirts have the hole on the right elbow. And I almost forgot. Dress shirts aren't the only victim's in this sad story. These "right-elbow holed" bandits have struck my suits......Two of them already! Here is piece of evidence number four:
That would again be holes on the right elbow of both suit jackets.
This has gone on far too longer than I was expecting. Moral of the story? Not a clue. I am one more high-priced shirt away from amputing my arm at the RIGHT elbow. I'll let ya know if you can call me stubby in the coming weeks.
5 comments:
Before you amputate that right arm, try taking a belt sander to your elbow...you clearly have a POINTY elbow!
That is truly bizarre; I still have no idea how you're doing that to yourself!
Perhaps you should try reinforcing those sleeves with a plastic patch??
Start using your left arm more
lol! You need to buy suits with the leather elbow patch and this problem will be solved!
Amputation would solve the problem, as long as you didn't have a sharp stump. Watch for how you distribute your weight. Do you lean on your right arm often? Is that the pivoting-TV-remote arm? Obviously since you're right handed, you favor that side - just watch for the friction-inducing-scenario and maybe you'll solve the dilemma. Either that or buy those rad courduroy patches and sew them to your shirts n' stuff :)
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