Something I Just Noticed
It just hit me. Smack in the face. Or near enough. I was walking through Phoenicia this Friday late afternoon, when I saw a man get out of his car and loosen the tie from his office suit as he rushed into the Post Office before it closed. And then I realized: I never see anybody in suits anymore. When you live in the country, there’s no need to conform to the straight and narrow expectations of the corporate set. Most people living round here have made a conscious decision to avoid the rat race. Meaning that if nobody else wears a suit, then nobody else needs wear a suit. It’s that simple. The only uniform round these parts is the lack of one. It’s the only kind of uniform I like.