The Sixth sense of Women (1033 hits)
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Submitted by <rohanvenn@hotmail> (View user info) at 2004-01-28 19:28:36 EST
I knew it. Women have a 6th sense.
they have an uncanny ability to detect brand-names and labels, and then speak to you\not speak to you accordingly.
let me start by saying that my normal work clothes are standard office clothes -. long sleeve shirt, pants and no tie etc, just normal smart attire.
I'd also like to point out that i've never been one to buy expensive brand clothes, not because i cant afford them, just because i've never seen the point in buying a $110 shirt when a $15 effort from k-mart does the exact same thing.
That said, i've never really talked to any of the female co-workers here in the office other than a casual hello in passing, and even then, it was me that was me that was dishing out the hello's. i've got an awesome girlfriend so i just havnt ever got talking to any of them, even the receptionist that the rest of the guys never shut up about.
At Christmas, my ever-conscious-of-the-latest-hip-fashons-and-buyer-of-$210-jeans sister bought me a "hardy aimy's" shirt and needless to say i had no idea what or who hardy aimys was, are or is, however my family around me ooh'd and ahh'd at how much of a lovley shirt it was and how very expensive and lovley and how well it fit
toss
toss
toss
Plain white shirt with a faint blue grid
Dead set! its a fucking SHIRT already, not a priceles artifact or worldly posession, no distinctive pattern, no visible label of this wonderous brand that i'd never herd of before in my life.
just a shirt.
but apparently, no, not just a shirt, it's a hardy aimys shirt
so thismorning i go to work wearing this shirt for the first time and i get in the elevator with one of the mechanical engineers. " hey, nice shirt man " was the first thing he said. i was momentarily stunned, because that was the last thing i would expect this bloke to say. " uhhm thanks" was all my sleepy brain could think to say, as we departed the elevator and walked toward reception to sign in.
after the mech engineer signed in and walked off i began signing in "hey, how are you thismorning" i hear as i'm looking down at the sign-on sheet. Assuming the receptionist is talking to someone on the phone, i continue to look down and sign my life away. i look up, and low and behold, our hot receptionist is smiling at me. and theres NO PHONE in her hand. " oh...hi, how are you" i say and try not to look puzzled as she assures me that she's well and good and all that stuff. at this point i'm wondering why she started talking to me, and as i walk toward my desk, a woman that i indirectly work for asked me if i'd got taller. being 6 foot 3, i've always been tall so being asked if i'd "got taller" was kinda weird. i gave her a puzzled look and she just laughed at me and then told me what my tasks for the day were.
Next stop. Coffee Machine
if i could marry this thing i would. its an automatic espresso machine and its what keeps me alive at work.
but i digress
Making herself a coffee at the machine is one of the admin girls. she looks around and sais "hi Rohan, how are you?" with a plesant smile. now this is odd because she's never spoken to me before. i say "im fine thanks" and then she asks me if i've gotten taller.
odd.. thats twice in 5 minutes
i reply that im the same hight i always was, and then she said it.
and i quote: "oh, ok. it must be that shirt."
click
how the fuck can a person who CAN'T see any label on a shirt, distinguish THIS shirt from al the other shirts i wear that all look reasnobly identicle?
The only thing i can think of is a 6th sense. nothing else makes sense, because im not making any of this up
ladies, help me out here, whats the go?
User Reviews
Submitted by corn_nugget (user info) at 2004-01-28 20:20:44 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Some clothes really ARE made better than others. A shirt from K-mart LOOKS like a shirt from K-mart. A shirt from J.crew (a moderatly expencive store) looks nicer, in most cases.
Why? The stiching, how it lays on you, the fabric, the pattern, et cetera.
They say it's hard to appreciate "the best" when you've always had "normal". For example, if you have a stock stereo in your car, and your buddy has a suped-up-something-or-other, you might think, "That's nice.".
Your buddy, on the other hand, is REALLY going to notice the lack of quality in your system.
****
And, for the record, I HATE when people say, "but i digress".
Submitted by Cicciro (user info) at 2004-01-28 20:11:38 EST (#)
Ranking: -1
K-Mart shirts have blood and cum all over the back, but you can't see it.
Submitted by Hairsphincter (user info) at 2004-01-28 20:00:14 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Dude, Even ZZ Top could work out "Sharp Dressed Man".
Submitted by FartSmeller (user info) at 2004-01-28 20:00:07 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Brother, I know exactly what you mean. My wife is the same as your sister, wearer of 200 dollar jeans, purveyor of "good fashion" in my house. Well, she has won me over, man, because-and I don't know how they do it-women notice when you're wearing the "fashionable brands" as opposed to the bargain-brand shit. It's scary, but the proof is there.
x signed
Nice Pants
Submitted by ktracy (user info) at 2004-01-28 19:55:13 EST (#)
Ranking: -1
This is okay but have you ever heard of spellcheck? Or capitalization? Or proof-reading?
Submitted by hidden101 (user info) at 2004-01-28 19:42:48 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
oh man this is so true.
$60 shoes
$10 plain black t-shirt
$50 pair of jeans
me: "hi. my name is andrew and i--"
woman: "outta my way, asshole."
$200 italian shoes
$100 perfectly pressed dawson pants
$70 perfectly pressed button down collared shirt
$60 italian belt
$20 pair of fuckin' socks.
no boxers. going commando.
me: "hey baby, wanna go back to my place and FUCK?"
woman" "i'll get my purse and jacket."