So I work from home on Friday’s which affords me the opportunity to have lunch with my wife without having to worry about finding a babysitter for the kids. We take advantage of this on a regular basis and I quite enjoy it. Our favorite haunt is Qdoba Mexican Grill. If you haven’t tried it and like Mexican food, I can’t stress with enough enthusiasm exactly how awesome the restaurant is.
So we’re out to lunch today and I see a guy sitting there in a vest and slacks… He stuck out because he’s got one of those unkempt patchy beards:
Then I noticed his feet, or more to the point, his shoes…
Dude, those are high heel Mary Jane’s (or so my wife calls them). Now, that bearded guy isn’t a small fella, you can tell by the photo… So he (I think because of the beard you can still call him “he”) gets up and walks over to the beverage bar to refill his soda and he’s got the prissiest walk I think I’ve ever seen in my life, with the little “click” every time the heel hits the tile floor.
Folks, I’m officially old. Oh, and in case you wondered… Yes, he’s wearing nylons.