Wednesday, May 07, 2008

Bring On More Men In Black


Yesterday I served as a representative at the workplace beyond normal opening hours. I returned on a sultry evening to the townhouse for my tea ( a very nice roast pork dinner by the way) but after parking my car on the High Street I found myself drawn to the doors of the pub.
The lure of a cold one in their back yard just proved too tempting.
Now usually when I go in there it is the weekend and I am in jeans and a T. Just occasionally it amuses me to wear the workplace uniform, suit and tie with shiny shoes. People don’t say much round these parts but a raised eyebrow speaks volumes.
The thing is, yesterday I walked in and every man jack was in a pretty much identical suit. I had a strange sense of displacement and for a brief moment felt that the door might be some dimensional portal. Something leading to an identical world save in the aspect of dress. I was eyed up and down like I was late. Weird.
“What’s all this about?” I asked one of the drinkers at the bar.
“It’s me dad’s funeral, thanks for coming…..”

10 comments:

Lori said...

Ha! That's a funny story!

Vi said...

NOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!

bittersweet said...

did you have crisp salty crackling too?

i felt your discomfort at the suits ...

john.g. said...

Heh, heh, liked it!

buffalodickdy said...

Dressing up isn't as common as it used to be here- Ties are for weddings, funerals, and court appearances...

startare said...

Do you really have to wear a suit and tie to work? Here only the head does, and his shoes aren't that shiny.

sablonneuse said...

Ooooops. Hope they didn't engage you in a conversation about the deceased (assuming you didn't know him)

Giggle! said...

*GiGGLeS* xx

Giggle! said...

BTW Thank you soooo much for not having word verification!!!


It's BLISS!!!! xx

DaveM said...

Good story. Isnt it amazing how strangers view and talk to you depending on the type of clothes you happen to have on.