Saturday night, the wife & I went to a surprise 40th birthday for one of her friends. The theme for the party was "the 90's". My wife broke out her old high school uniform and I pulled the leather jacket out of mothballs. Jeans, boots, Motorhead t-shirt and biker jacket.
While my wife's outfit got many comments and laughs, most people just looked at me and said, "Well, that's just Dave on a Saturday night". Noone got the joke.
Although I gotta say, putting on the old jacket again brings out the old antisocial behavior. While the wife flitted around the party, I just hung by the keg, not talking to anyone. It was like 1994 all over again.
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I used to be with it, but then they changed what "it" was. Now what I'm with isn't it, and what's it seems weird and scary to me, and it'll happen to you, too.