A more appropriate shirt has never been worn to a gym, ever.
I started this as a way to vent- and it seems other people appreciated it, so now I am formalizing my letters to some of the unloved in the world. They must be unloved or someone else would have told them this stuff already.
7/27/11
7/1/11
scratchy
Dear hairy chest Dude sitting on the bench outside my office building at lunch today:
To start with a half buttoned shirt, and add to it a slow circular caressing of your man-boob area while on the phone is a recipe for a lot of queasy passerby. Seriously- either button it up so I can't wonder if you're wearing a toupee on your chest, or stop touching yourself. Whichever you do, it's gotta be better then what I just walked past.
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