Anxiously Awaiting On Everything Eternal…

A personal struggle

Today is the last day of one of Mother Tech's famous career fairs, and I decided to go and look for my next professional victim. The fun, however, came before that. Since the people who show up to these things are from pretty hardcore firms like IBM, Google, and Intel, it's probably a pretty good idea to attempt to impress them. So, to my semi-pouting dismay, on goes the monkey suit.

Well, in my case it was khakis, a nice dress shirt, and--blarrrghhh, a tie. The last time I had to wear a tie was at my cousin's wedding, and amazingly I could never figure out how to tie the piece of crap so I left it at home. It irritates me that something so simple in concept could foil my every attempts at looking somewhat decent.

I was a little late waking so most of my morning was spent in a maelstrom of clothes, toothbrushes, and resumes. Right before my roomate and I were going to head out I realized that I didn't have my tie; which by the grace of God I only own one of these agitating little pieces of cloth. So I borrowed one from my roomate, and spent the entire time during the drive to school attempting to tie it.

By the time we had made it to Tech, my struggle had intensified to near name calling. Websites like this one didn't help either. I spent then next thirty minutes in the TSRB trying to get the retarded thing to look half decent on me. Finally my roomates PhD advisor showed me an easy and quick knot that I am 50% sure I remember how to tie. I was victorious!

Even now I look down at the docile piece of ornamental polyester and smile with triumph. For I, from now and until next week, kinda know how to tie a tie.