#47: Technobabble, schmechnobabble

Vagabond on Sept. 11, 2006

So today I realized that I was absolutely out of clothes. And when I mean “absolutely out of clothes,” I mean, “all my shorts and shirts smell, and I've already worn all my underwear inside out. Twice,” out of clothes. So I resorted to drastic measures, and put on an old t-shirt and…

Jeans that may be considered “emo.”

Now, I don't know how I can exactly classify clothing as emo (I mean, they weren't trying to slit their seams while listening to Linkin Park and stuff) but they're kinda tight on me, so I figured that was a main criterion.

After getting used to the immediate difference of not having 4 front pockets, (see an earlier rant about how important that is to me) I noticed a lot of things about how people treated me that day. People seemed to really want to hear about how I was feeling today. They laughed harder at my jokes, and were much more interested in what I had to say. Best of all, I always felt like all eyes were on me, as if I was the biggest attention whore in the world. When I finally got home at the end of the day, I felt different. Changed. I realized that maybe a little diversity is a good thing.

I dunno, I guess what I'm trying to say is that the moral of the story is:



People dig a guy who has a great ass in tight jeans.