stupidity. I wore a tie today. No reason. Well, there was a reason. I still wore jeans and tennis shoes but I just decided to tuck in my shirt and wear a tie. I had no important meetings, in fact I could have been pretty casual. Instead I yuppied it up.
I left work in the afternoon and came home early and sat down to do some reading. Oh, and I untucked my shirt...but I just loosened my tie. I was only relaxing for a few minutes, because tonight I had to go serve as a rep for VCRI to a volunteer fair at Brown (oh! look at that--told you there was a reason).
About a half hour before leaving, shirt still untucked but tie on, my roommate Josh came in my room and commented somewhat mockingly, "Look at you, looking all spiffy today." I laughed, just saying that I felt like wearing a tie. Then I mentioned that I had to go to Brown. "Oh, I see."
"Yeah. But that's not why I wore a tie today!"
"Sure."
We laughed and he went back into the kitchen to stir his pasta. I started to think the thoughts I had avoided all day regarding my wardrobe. A few minutes later I tucked in my shirt and untied my necktie. I hung it in the closet and grabbed my courderoy sports coat. Inside I kicked myself for giving in to...something.
As I started out the door I turned to Josh.
"You ever been to Brown?"
"I love it there, yeah. I love to have lunch on their campus."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah, I like to grab something on Thayer and go sit down on Brown's campus, try and blend in. Pretend like I'm a student there."

We both laughed. On the outside.  ¶ 2/15/2006 09:14:00 PM