My Shirt Is Too Big

I wish I noticed this shit before I left the house this morning. One of my favorite dress shirts is actually too big for me to wear like a dress shirt. Before today, I had only worn this particular shirt untucked with jeans, which received numerous compliments and kudos…Unfourtunately, I cannot wear it as the makers of the shirt originally intended for it to be worn.

As I walked back from lunch today, I was in high spirits. I had just finished snacking on two of the greatest $1 double cheeseburgers ever made by a McDonalds employee. Plus, I was giving pretty ladies the eye as I walked back to the office with a George Jefferson swagger.

Then, all of the sudden to my dismay, I looked across the street at my reflection in a store window. The wind was blowing my shirt up like a helium balloon. I looked like a negro stay puft marshmellow man. With pinstripes. IT was serious…Had the wind really picked up I would have been floating through the air like Farnesworth Bentley in that Big Boi video. Folks would have looked up and been like “That nigga can fly!”

All those women I smiled at and said hello to on the way back to work were probably laughing at me as soon as I passed them…I guess that’s what I get for trying to pimp my pinstripe dress shirt on a work day. From now on, I must reserve that one for the weekends or for casual occasions where I want to make folks think I’m grown & sexy. Oh well…Tough titties. Lesson learned.

Leon/HustlemanL77

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