(sigh) Honestly, I don't CHOSE to look like a bum...

[AoTFan]

I don't know what it is, but it seems like every damn thing I own to wear somehow gets stains, rips or tears in it.  Makes it hell when I try to find a decent outfit to wear during job interviews.  Now, I suppose some of them are my fault, I tend to be in a hurry, so I eat on the run so to speak (drive thrus and stuff) but other things... like drops of bleach.  How the heck am I getting drops of bleach on my clothes?  Had a round spot on the left leg of one of my good pants that I have NO idea how it got there.

And unlike most people, I can't just go to the local store and buy new clothes cause it's hard to find stuff in my size.  (Not to mention my skin is weirdly itchy to certain fabrics and anything with a pattern.)

So, in my humble defense to all who watch me, sometimes I really DO try to look presentable.  So, put that on the record.

[RCMerchant]

 
Oh my god!
All my clothes came from the Salvation Army-and its nothing anybody would wear!
I look like a bum! I have real long hair an a beard now-I know the feeling brother!  

I try to mix and match-I wear my Charlie Manson shirt with my green pants-or my hawain shirt with the brown cordorays? Im wearing those now!

[Paquita]

It's all good as long as you don't smell bad or have boogers on the front of your shirt.  Decent people put their boogers on the rear inside of their shirt while they pretend to tug the shirt over their butt.

[Ed, Ego and Superego]

I have a chaos field so I can empathize. Whenever its important, I look good its clear liquids only.
 I should just wear camo.   
-Ed

[Flangepart]

Fat men buying cloths...not a fun thing to do. Trust me.

[Trevor]

I have enough hassles with my bum, so 

[ER]

If you don't mind some off the wall advice that might be better than it sounds, find a professional athlete about your size, call the business office of that franchise and ask if he has any clothes he no longer wears that he wouldn't mind donating to you. You might be surprised how well that works.

Before we were married my husband used to go to the MLB and NFL offices and ask if players had old clothes they wanted to donate to charity, and he gave them to shelters, and when he got hold of suits, he gave them to an inner city church that donated them to people who'd finished job training and needed them to wear for interviews.

He thought all this up himself and always said it was surprising how generous pro athletes could be.

He won an award for most innovative charitable idea and got listed in a newspaper's twenty-five innovators under twenty-five feature.

I remember good things like that about him on those nights when I find myself wanting to put a pillow over his face while he's sleeping.

[RCMerchant]

HAHA! I love ya ER!-I weigh 130 pounds-I stand 5'2"-I have hair down to the middle of my back-and I grew a beard. I dress like a bum because I have no money!

[ER]

Uhhhh, mebbe try jockeys at the local racetrack, RC? ;-)

[AoTFan]

Weeel... like I said, I'm six six and weigh... well, way more than I should, so, yeah, clothes can be a pain.  As well as low ceilings, door frames, ceiling fans, amusement park rides (if I actually went to amusement parks anymore), having everyone assume that because you're big and tall that you make a perfect pack mule rather than putting you on a job that thought, dealing with ass-monkeys that want to start s**t with you because they think harassing a tall guy makes them "cool" to their peers, trying to interact with people (esp females) who think you're intimidating, and so on.

But, on the upside, I can reach off the high shelves without assistance.