my fitted shirt

One day in high school, probably 1994 or so, my mom bought me a dress shirt to wear to debate tournaments.  For me at the time, wearing a t-shirt without holes was pretty fancy, so a blue striped button up was a big deal.  I liked the shirt a lot - it didn't wrinkle easily, was fairly lightweight, and was blue, which are my three favorite qualities in dress shirt; so much so that I continued to wear it, long after high school.

In fact, I when I woke up this morning I put the shirt on to wear under a sweater.  Sure the collar is a little frayed, but overall it was still in good condition.  But then when I got home and changed clothes, tragedy struck.  I realized that a shirt I have worn for 15+ years had a large rip in the sleeve.

Despite the post's title, it wasn't actually a fitted shirt (if it was, it surely wouldn't still fit).  I just wrote that as an excuse to post a link to one of my favorite Spoon songs.