Monkey Suits

It is hard to take any college age kid in a suit/ dressed up seriously. Why, you might wonder? Partly, the unpressed/ semi-wrinkled look of everything they where. The crooked tie. I mean everyone needs to know how to tie the four major knots, double windsor for the young guys. It gives you a great fat knot. Next, all should learn how to iron. Get that nice sharp crease in the pants. Wear dress shoes. Not boatshoes. I find it most useful to have a pair of nice leather(sorry PETA) dress shoes that I am comfortable and shine easily, but hve enough scuffs to give them an edge of character.

How can bow ties be so bastardised. Did you know that bow ties developed from the cravat in eastern europe etc. I forget the story exactly, but they, bow ties became popular in spain with the superclass and waiters and barbers. Interesting no? Part of the allure of the bow tie is its innate individuality. The individuality lies in tying of the knot. That always falls on deaf (not deft) hands here.

Perhaps it is some failure to connect with the prospect of leaving the college world and actually doing work for the rest of my life. This malcontent is simply a loathing of having to take a job one day and leave the giant social experiment that is college. However, my question then becomes, how is it that others see these most insincere looking fellows in their monkey suits?

Funny story:

Ran out of shaving cream this morning. None in the apt. Being the engineer I am, I decided it was best to explode the can by poking a hole in it and then collecting the residue from the bottle. Oh, it worked. It must be brought to light that due to the rapid pressure drop inside of the can the foam expanded rapidly and was not the most comfortable for shaving to say the least. But it worked. Use it if you dare. I dared.