I went to a board meeting. A couple of us were early. A new board member was sitting on the couch, wearing a pink dress shirt, under a blue blazer. His pants were pulled up a few inches above his shiny brown designer shoes exposing magenta socks. That damned voice in my head said, ever so slightly judgementally; “Dang. Too much dude. Too much.”
I then looked down at the pink sear-sucker shirt that I had chosen to sport today. Then, almost fearfully, I raised my own pants leg to expose the most ridiculous, multi colored, diamond-pattern pair of socks that I own, and had also chosen to wear, so perfectly with my striped shirt.
I waited for the glass to my house to shatter from my rock of cattiness. Shame shame.