Monday, December 04, 2006
These past few weeks have been absolutely absurd. Yesterday there was a full moon over Helsinki at 3:30 in the afternoon. Today was completely dark, the whole damn day, dark. Got up at 8 and the room was almost black. At 11, dark grey. At 2? Total night. Rained all day, still raining. And I have had the worst luck in umbrellas. I bought two recently; one big and one small and they're both broke. I used the big umbrella on the way to an interview I had today and one of the metal parts kept smacking me in the face. The interview went well and I'll find out about the job tomorrow. The only point I realized well into and after the interview is that I was interviewing to run the entire project and they were interviewing me to produce one event. If I don't get the job that they were interviewing me for, so be it. I'll keep my eyes on the bigger picture.
And now for something completely different:
I am deceptively big. I learned this little fact today while searching for a nice, tailored, button-down white shirt. I have an €80 gift card at Stockmann, courtesy of our defective digi-box, and I decided to splurge on something I would really have a hard time splurging on because I have a party tomorrow night that is probably more business than casual and I am pretty casual lately.
Okay, but back to the point. I had a little difficulty with the sizes. A Swedish shirt has a different sizing than an American and so I asked for help. The saleslady took one look at me, sized me up and got me my size. Medium. Medium? I was really surprised and told her in Scandinavian sizes I am an XL. I know that's weird, cause when I think Scandinavian guy, I think big. But I guess not, cause I'm an XL. And you should see it when I try on pants. I really have a hard time with all the junk in my American trunk. So anyway I tried on the shirt and I was right. It was tiny. I could barely move. I tried on the XL and sure enough it was my size, although the collar was a bit big.
And that's when it hit me: I have a skinny neck. This was reinforced a few minutes later when an almost identical situation happened with the next salesgirl. But this time she had a measuring tape. Apparently people who have my neck size have much smaller builds than me. I'm a skinny neck guy. I guess I knew this, I mean I see myself everyday. But I guess now that I've been working out a bit, I've become skinny neck, big chest guy. If I were an animal I think that makes me an ostrich. Holy shit I am switching subjects.
So it's dark. Have I mentioned that one? Yeah? Okay. OH! I am totally getting the ViaSports Package. Why? Because if I had it right now I wouldn't have just told you people I was an ostrich. I would be watching the Cowboys - Giants game. It's on right now, only not in my house.
And now for something completely different:
I am deceptively big. I learned this little fact today while searching for a nice, tailored, button-down white shirt. I have an €80 gift card at Stockmann, courtesy of our defective digi-box, and I decided to splurge on something I would really have a hard time splurging on because I have a party tomorrow night that is probably more business than casual and I am pretty casual lately.
Okay, but back to the point. I had a little difficulty with the sizes. A Swedish shirt has a different sizing than an American and so I asked for help. The saleslady took one look at me, sized me up and got me my size. Medium. Medium? I was really surprised and told her in Scandinavian sizes I am an XL. I know that's weird, cause when I think Scandinavian guy, I think big. But I guess not, cause I'm an XL. And you should see it when I try on pants. I really have a hard time with all the junk in my American trunk. So anyway I tried on the shirt and I was right. It was tiny. I could barely move. I tried on the XL and sure enough it was my size, although the collar was a bit big.
And that's when it hit me: I have a skinny neck. This was reinforced a few minutes later when an almost identical situation happened with the next salesgirl. But this time she had a measuring tape. Apparently people who have my neck size have much smaller builds than me. I'm a skinny neck guy. I guess I knew this, I mean I see myself everyday. But I guess now that I've been working out a bit, I've become skinny neck, big chest guy. If I were an animal I think that makes me an ostrich. Holy shit I am switching subjects.
So it's dark. Have I mentioned that one? Yeah? Okay. OH! I am totally getting the ViaSports Package. Why? Because if I had it right now I wouldn't have just told you people I was an ostrich. I would be watching the Cowboys - Giants game. It's on right now, only not in my house.
