When it Rains, it Pours… on Me
…and me without an umbrella.
After a weekly lunch stop at Chipotle, I was on my way back to the office. There’s no need for a car since it is only about a 7-10 minute walk from my building.
During the the trek back, the sky opened up and it started to pour. I happened to be one of those unfortunate people without an umbrella. By the time I got back to the office, I looked like I had just taken a shower… in my office gear.
The elevator ride up to my office allowed me a few minutes to collect my thoughts.
The day was officially shot. It’s only 1 o’clock and I am soaked, unhappy, but thankful I don’t have any afternoon meetings to attend. Now I have to figure out what hell I’m going to do about my clothes. I look pathetic.
There are three options:
1. Do nothing
2. Hang dry dress shirt and wear corporate jacket.
3. Hang dry dress shirt and wear white undershirt
If you guessed Option #3, you are incorrect. Sadly, I didn’t have the guts to roll around the office in style.
Rather, I chose Option #2 and went with the corporate jacket. Jackets aren’t very conducive to summer time temperatures, especially when your office A/C appears to be getting it’s ass kicked.
At the end of the day, I couldn’t really decide which decision was worse. People still questioned the use of a jacket in the summer time. At least with the white t-shirt, I would have been comfortable.
Just one of those days.









Last winter it snowed like 20 inches and I was called in to work. I had to dig my car out. I didn’t want to wear my dress shirt while shoveling snow, so I just put on a white T and my winter coat. After what felt like 3 hours, I got in the car and went to work. When I got there I realized I had left the dress shirt at home in my haste.
Two full seasons have passed and it still comes up…nice.