First the good news …
Up in my closet, I found a big bag full of dress ties I’d pulled out of rotation a long time ago (probably when we went to business casual in the office), Some fun, wild stuff. Happy.
And in a big bag next to it: suspenders! Which is pretty handy when dealing with pants that are a scosh or more too large (and while I don’t want to buy more pants, not knowing where my waistline is going.
Which brings us to the … well, don’t know as I can call it bad news, but …
We finally found a cheap dry cleaners in the area, so we were going through the long-term dry cleaning stack, which included a number of dress slacks, suit slacks, etc. I hadn’t pressed for the dry cleaning myself, because it was mostly (a) ties, which I wasn’t wearing, and (b) slacks, which I didn’t fit any more.
So before we actually took any of it to the cleaners, I decided to try them on, to see if they’d started fitting again. I mean, why get something cleaned if …
… uh, what the –?
… Okay, so they were too big for me. But, well, I knew I was no longer fitting 42s, but I didn’t think I had —
— huh?
They’re 40s? Must be a glitch in this one, I’ll just —
… 40s? A 40 waist is too big for me?
Son of a — well, boo-yah! That’s pretty damned keen!
Inconvenient, but keen!
Back when I wore ties (we’re talking 1984-8 here), I found that dry cleaners screwed ties up more often than they made them better. I decided it wasn’t worth it. I imagine some places are better than others. You might want to take a small sample of ties to this new place before letting them screw up a whole bunch of ties.
You also might want to try to reunify your parallel universes 🙂 — in once place you say the pants are too big, but in another you say they’re too small!
My bad. I’m so used ot “clothes not fitting” equalling “too small” that it’s hard to correct my linguistic model.