i’m hip…i’m ‘with it’
yesterday i went out shopping for clothes so that when i go to job interviews and whatnot, i’ll look less like a slob. i’ve been looking for a jacket for two months now, because i come from florida, and we don’t really have those there. it seems that the people of atlanta have this season that over laps the end of a year and the beginning of the next, and during this time, it’s cold. for a long while. it gets so bad leaves fall off the trees. i do recall life in florida where i might have to put on an extra shirt for a week or to, normally around halloween…but around here i hear people saying something like “weenter.” not sure what it means, but i’m looking into it. i’ll get back to you on it.
so anyway, i’m shopping for clothes. i myself have no sense in style, often thinking to myself that the people on those “why did you buy those clothes” shows look fine in the first place. (those clothes shows…say that ten times fast) so i had to wait until my fiancee came up and helped me out. so we’re looking through the stores and i find myself a jacket that i think i like. i try it on, and i looked to her and ask “does this look good? do i look ‘cool’?” now mind you, i said this in a joking tone, and yet, at the same time, i truly was wondering if i looked “cool.” it quickly dawned on me that i reminded myself of the sit-com dad that’s trying to convince their daughter that they use to be cool. can’t wait till the day i get to tell my kids “daddy was in a death metal band…wanna hear?” but i get a quick “yeah” which was more of a “i’m trying not to laugh at you” than it was a confirmation of good style. but it didn’t matter to me, i felt cool. i was pretty convinced that walking through the mall would get me a few looks. i made sure to put the jacket on as soon as i paid for it. on the drive home i imagined showing it to my roommate, at which point he would tell me how cool i looked. imagination can be an awful thing: he just smiled, shrugged with a “what do you want me to say?” look.
but i suppose i should act as if i don’t care…cause that’s what the cool kids do.
