I'm too sexy for my governor's mansion?
Aug. 25th, 2008 11:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
captainsblogThe original plan for today: 10:00 appointment here, noon appointment in Rochester.
The latter canceled yesterday; the former canceled on my way to it this morning.
Thus, before I left the house this morning, still expecting the need to Dress To Impress, I started putting on the Business Casual outfit, including the long-sleeved dress shirt.
Then, I remembered. I'd worn my dressier slacks to church yesterday, and left them in the car after I came back from working out afterward.
So I switched into the only pants-type alternative available: my baggy gym shorts.
And walked down the hall, past my beloved bride, and realized I'd have to account for my appearance.
I asked her, "Like my Halloween costume?"
"Niiiiice," she replied. "Who are you supposed to be?"
"Eliot Spitzer. All I need are the garters for the socks and a $4,000 an hour whore."
"I'll get you the garters."
The latter canceled yesterday; the former canceled on my way to it this morning.
Thus, before I left the house this morning, still expecting the need to Dress To Impress, I started putting on the Business Casual outfit, including the long-sleeved dress shirt.
Then, I remembered. I'd worn my dressier slacks to church yesterday, and left them in the car after I came back from working out afterward.
So I switched into the only pants-type alternative available: my baggy gym shorts.
And walked down the hall, past my beloved bride, and realized I'd have to account for my appearance.
I asked her, "Like my Halloween costume?"
"Niiiiice," she replied. "Who are you supposed to be?"
"Eliot Spitzer. All I need are the garters for the socks and a $4,000 an hour whore."
"I'll get you the garters."