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I have a pair of Londons.
Once, 15 years ago or so, I was selling ads for a radio station.
One creep salesman offered to take me out to lunch to ‘help me.’
We went out. He offered me a peanut butter sandwich at his house....Great lunch...
He said a few things, then commented upon my attire.
“It's not professional,” he stated.
“I have a tie, a dress shirt, suit pants. I look professional,” I responded.
“No,” he replyed, “I'm afraid you look like a ‘granola.’”
“Why? Because I have a Brooks Brothers suit? A Brooks Brothers Tie? A Brooks Brothers Belt?”
“No, it's your shoes!”
They were my Londons.
What a creep.
I DO live in a college town and Londons are cool here.
The guy still sells advertising for the same looser station. Still drives his old beat up car. He stopped growing up along time ago.
Thanks for the reply, “Ma'am.”
(And have a good weekend).