Wednesday, September 8, 2010

the coolest leather jacket ever

The problem with working at Massage Envy at 8 am on a Tuesday is that I often drag myself out of bed, make the 40 minute drive, and clock in to find that I'm not booked until 10. None of the stores on our shopping strip open until 9:30, so I either hole up in my treatment room and read, or wander around outside.

Yesterday I wandered around the entire strip, looking in the windows of stores I've never been in, and when I got to the last store I saw the coolest leather jacket ever. White stripes down the sleeves--like a motorcycle jacket from the 60's--with just enough zippers to not be plain. There's nothing worse than a jacket with too many zippers. I've been wanting a cool jacket to wear on my motorcycle ever since I got a motorcycle.

After my girlfriend got to work we both had an hour and a half to kill (my lunch break, her beginning-of-work lull, which apparently isn't exclusive to 8 am shifts), so I walked her over to the store to show her the uber cool jacket. They had a small; I tried it on; she said it was super-hot on me. I saved looking at the price until this moment, thinking I could put it in my vibrational checkbook. A fancy leather jacket could cost anywhere from $100-300, right?

As it turns out, it's not leather at all, though it looks and feels real, and the store isn't where the rich and famous shop. So for $24.99, I got my fancy leather jacket. And I'll never tell.

But here's the kicker--my girlfriend is a skeptic. This is due to years of training from her husband (we are polyamorous), the classic scientific mind, years of struggling with a fucked-up religious upbringing, and a facet of her personality that has to do with being from Missouri. And her comment, when I was going on about my luck at finding such a steal?

"Maybe it's those vibrations."

She was probably being a smartass. Or maybe not.

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