I hate suits

Having grown up in a family where ‘shiny-bum’ was a term of abuse applied to useless office types who never did any real work, I’m embarrassed to confess that I’ve worn a hole in my trousers. Of my suit.

I’m actually embarrassed to admit that I wear a suit to work, but there it is. I have to wear a suit. I also work for an investment bank, but I’m not even going to start to talk about.

So anyway the suit has a hole in it, which is OK, since this is the suit I bought about six years ago for job interviews, weddings, funerals and other suit-requiring events. But really I haven’t worn it that much. Suits are just very flimsy. And expensive, very exensive.

Which is what I really hate about suits. They cost a lot to buy and wear out very quickly.

The exact opposite of King Gees.

This is what really ticks me off. I now have to pay 10 times as much money for clothes which last a tenth of the time. Nevermind that I’m earning 10 times the money, that’s not the point. I wouldn’t mind paying so much if the suit lasted, but they don’t. The suit I bought at the beginning of last year wore out in a little over 10 months. Sure I bought it on sale, but it was a respectable brand, and supposed to be worth $600 new.

And have you ever tried to find a pair of trousers to match the un-suited jacket? Impossible.

And don’t tell me that I just have to pay more for good quality, when my King Gee trousers that I’ve worn working on the car, painting the house, fixing the roof, digging the garden and so on, are still the most comfortable pair of trousers I own and aren’t showing any signs of wearing out. And they didn’t cost me $600.

Just one more drawback of becoming middle class.