suits and stuff
on saturday i slept through all the big events going on in dc. marathon? didn’t even cross my mind. cherry blossoms? eh, they’ll be back again next year. nationals expo game in the new stadium that my tax money paid for? they don’t offer parking and i don’t like to travel with the common folk on the metro. yes, sleep is better.
oh, but wait! i have to buy a suit! i’ve been putting this off for weeks now and my very best friend’s wedding is coming up next weekend and i have, of course, outgrown all my clothes. in fact, most of my jeans i now wear with the top button undone which doesn’t really matter as my belt covers it up. i have not bought a suit since 2001, right before 9/11, and at some store called Country Road in G-town which is now a Zara and i’m not a fan of zara and i’ve noticed that most clothing stores one, don’t offer my size, and two, if they do, it’s actually two sizes smaller than the label may say and i look absolutely ridiculous trying on clothes meant for twenty two year old coke heads. i’m lookin’ at you Universal Gear.
so, my options are The Men’s Warehouse or a department store or some other business-y type old man store. so with that in mind, i pilot on over to the B-friend’s place up on that dreaded Columbia Rd, he hops in and we venture on down to Pentagon city mall where i discover that even the idea of shopping for a suit bores me as i don’t ever wear suits and even though i will need one this weekend, i don’t know when i will actually need another one. unless someone dies.
B-friend says i should just get a cheap suit as i’ll never wear it again so why spend all that money when i could use it to buy a Wii for him so he can play video games and ignore me when he’s over at my place. we’ve tried playing the Wii at the store and neither one of us has the ability to figure out how in the hell to make it work and i can honestly say i’m quite scared of it. my friend Kai on the other hand says that if i’m only going to have one suit, i should make it a good one. so i think a happy compromise in the middle will suffice.
the B-friend and i are always hungry so, even though he says he’s not at the time, i was starving so we decide to head to the food court because food court food is not bad if you only have it once or twice a year. the food court at pentagon city mall on a weekend (hell, any day) is a nightmare. it’s hell on earth. there are more tourists here, i imagine, than at both the national’s opening expo match AND the cherry blossoms combined. if the lines aren’t long than the service is too slow and i lose my patience because when i get in line for something i want, i discover that the line is way too long or the people behind the counter are not fast enough for my taste and the crush of people and kids on field trips is weighing heavy on my head and so we had to leave before i had a panic attack or killed a small child.
later i find myself utterly bored looking at dress shirts and ties and suits and pants that all blur together and i can’t remember one from the last. upon arriving at Nordstrom i’m like, fuck it, i’m just going to go up to a salesman and get a goddamn suit. so i got a black Hugo Boss that looks good (or will after they do some serious alterations…you know, muscles and all) and it is not the 2200 dollar suit that i originally wanted but would have to wear every day to warrant paying that much. nor was it the 199 dollar suit that would probably have been the smarter, more economical option, but i do have a side of me firmly embedded in the material world and just couldn’t bring myself to buy.
saturday night and it’s kind of cold for what i’m wearing but i got a cute new shirt the other week and wanted to wear it even though it’s for spring and it still feels like winter. the top button of my jeans is still undone, but the very purposefully untucked-in-just-the-right-spots shirt covers that up nicely as does my favorite belt that i wear every day. B-friend and i have some beers with the only two straight guys at the party we were at which was actually quite refreshing and a nice change of pace from the norm. i thought i might have appeared stand off-ish to most of the gays at the party who i of course knew, but the truth is…they were all sitting and the straights were standing and if i had to go sit with the gays i would definitely have had to undo button number two because even though i know the jeans are too small, i had also just washed them so they were extremely tight and made sitting very uncomfortable. it was far easier to stand. not that that’s the only reason i drank beers with the straights.
on sunday, after two weeks of no games, my volleyball team got kicked in the ass by Wisconsin who’s basketball team just got beat by the tournament’s Cinderella team Davidson so they were probably taking their anger out on us. look at me talking about sports like this! however, i believe in game two, the ref made a couple of bad calls when the score was 21-23 that had we been awarded like we should have, may have given us the win and changed the momentum of the match and we probably could have pulled out a win in the third game. except Wisconsin wised up and put in really the only player they had who pretty much dominated every time he was on the court. and so we lost the third game and i don’t know where that puts us in the standings for the tournament next weekend which i will unfortunately miss due to best friend’s wedding.
this afternoon, the B-friend bought a new game for the nintendo ds i got him for xmas and i’m kind of scared of this game too cause even though it’s only a super mario bros. game, it’s kind of ultra fancy and not like i remember the games being when i had my old nintendo.
i’m curious about this new trend of oxygen bars, and someone said it’s like flavored air. and i’m pretty sure i can do the same thing with just a glade plug in and some febreeze.
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