Everytime I go shopping for new shirts, it's a task to not kill anyone. The twindly little merchant man with the pencil neck that looks like I could snap it with a hard look, runs over and puts that damned tape measure around my neck and gives me one of those, "Tsk, tsk, tsk... 18.5"
I know the drill, so I retort that of course I will wear a tie, I am not a heathen. And, I want the shirt fitted.
"Fitted? Hmmm...tsk, tsk, tsk..."
Now, I know that I am not built like a freak. I used to box, swim, play soccer, and I still ride my bike, so I am not musclebound. I am still fit. I just have a wide neck according to pencil necks in men's stores, and the fashion industry would have me believe that I am fat.
They may have one or two 18.5 necks, but they usually are the size of a tent that could fit a family of bears. And, when I tuck it in, and yes, shirts must be tucked in, I look ridiculous.
So, are most of you guys all pencil necks, or is there anyone else out there that feels like shirt makers deserve a beating?
I know the drill, so I retort that of course I will wear a tie, I am not a heathen. And, I want the shirt fitted.
"Fitted? Hmmm...tsk, tsk, tsk..."
Now, I know that I am not built like a freak. I used to box, swim, play soccer, and I still ride my bike, so I am not musclebound. I am still fit. I just have a wide neck according to pencil necks in men's stores, and the fashion industry would have me believe that I am fat.
They may have one or two 18.5 necks, but they usually are the size of a tent that could fit a family of bears. And, when I tuck it in, and yes, shirts must be tucked in, I look ridiculous.
So, are most of you guys all pencil necks, or is there anyone else out there that feels like shirt makers deserve a beating?