Wednesday, May 30, 2012

A terminal case of khaki ass

A full-time job opportunity cropped up recently at one of my part-time jobs. It involves a healthy pay increase, paid holidays and vacation and full health benefits. Woot! Just what I was looking for! But there is one definite drawback. I have to wear khaki pants. Full-time khaki ass. I have yet to find a pair that don't start bagging and sagging after a few hours and make me look like I'm carrying a lumpy sack of potatoes around behind me.  No matter how long the shirt I wear to cover the spuds, it finds a way to ride up in back and let it all hang out. The inventor of khaki pants is a certified sadist.

Working retail and wearing ugly pants when I'm 50 years old was never a dream of mine. But sometimes life takes unexpected twists and turns for the better. I'm going to make sure this is one of them.

4 comments:

  1. Congrats on the job! Khakis aren't so bad. Imagine if you worked at Hooters!

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  2. Thanks for the reminder of making each and every turn one for the better. I needed it today! Love ya!

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  3. Congrats!. It could be worse like wearing sweats, or those sheer semi-see through pants the dental hygienists wear, or baggy camo pants. You'll be fine! My wife is 68 and just got her dream job where she gets to ride her horse and get paid for it (part time).

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  4. Four words: Royal Robin traveler's pants. In black and khaki. Somehow, some way, they make our butts look good. Congrats on the new job!

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