Hell of a Guy

The "Lasts" - A Sign of the Future...

10/01/2009

Flight 1560 Minneapolis to Chicago.  I am sitting here in Row 23 looking out the window of the right side of the aircraft into an abyss of clouds surrounding the plane with a myriad of thoughts scampering through my mind.  Though this is certainly the best day of my life, I feel as though I am coming down with a cold, and while I plan to enjoy it (I do not often get one), I really don’t care for the headachy, stuffiness accompanying it.

A thought crossed my simple mind a little earlier, so out comes the laptop to record it for posterity.  I got to thinking about how not too many weeks ago I let my boss know February 1, 2011 will mostly likely be my “last” day on the job.  After twenty-eight years I will hang it up and very possibly enter into a post retirement career as a geriatric porn star.  If that doesn’t work out I may just retire altogether.

Yesterday, as I worked with a company rep in Minnesota, the rep and I had a conversation about our company’s new fleet program.  I really don’t have a whole lot of interest in it because I have been driving my “last” company supplied vehicle for over a year.  I thought about that conversation again a short while ago, ergo this post.

On my way from the airport in Baltimore I have to stop by the Men’s Wearhouse store in Frederick, Maryland to pick up some slacks I had altered.  While I am there I want to look at a suit to buy.  The “thinking” mentioned earlier is about the suit, and the very honest fact it may well be the last suit I ever purchase.  Once retired, the only occasions to wear a suit will be weddings, funerals and special occasions, and with three suits in my closet in perfect condition I cannot imagine wearing any enough times to require the purchase of another at anytime in my remaining years.  Sound morbid?  Nah!!!  It sounds so good to me; however, I do have to wonder what “lasts” lay in store for me?  Believe me when I say looking at “lasts” is a little scary, so may I suggest you do it with a smile. 

And that is all I have to say …

 
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