Worf
I'll Lock Up
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- Troy, New York, USA
If you stay in this game/hobby/obsession long enough you wind up there. You plan, dream, obsess over something. You save your pennies, beg, borrow and steal to get this (insert obsession here) that you must have. Finally the day comes and you whip out that card and pull the trigger. Then comes the waiting... the awful, endless waiting. Finally the day arrives when someone in uniform puts your holy of holies on your doorstep. Your hands tremble, you can barely wipe the drops of drool from your trembling lips. With the care of an archeologist you unbox your new treasure.... your grail jacket, coat, pair of boots... hat... You stare at it in all its glory and even before you try it on you know you there's something about it you don't quite like. Some flaw, real or imagined, that has turned your day of triumph into ignominious defeat. But, being an optimist, or a stubborn fool, you try it on again and again, desperately trying to make yourself like/love this "purchase". Eventually that sinking feeling comes over you like the chilly hand of impending doom. That hollow dreadful realization that you've purchased something you'll NEVER wear... period.... ever....
What do you do then?
Box it up and send it back? Kinda hard to do after you sweated (insert name here) over every last detail for months at a time.....
Keep working on it trying on every month or so to see if by some blasted miracle it grows on you....
Take out an ad in the Lounge "new, never worn, tags and all" and hope someone buys it and relieves you of your shattered dream!
Head to the 'bay in a desperate attempt to make some monetary return on your folly.
Let it sit and languish in the back of the closet. Feeling the sharp sting of shame and self loathing EVERY time you see it.
Totally admit defeat and move it on to GoodWill or Sally's Boutique and hope some poor slob gets some use out of your utter stupidity?
Sigh.... I don't know why I wrote this because I'm truly, truly, completely, absotively and posilutely guilty as charged on ALL counts. I think I snapped after seeing one too many absolutely beautiful jackets languishing in the classifieds absolutely unworn.... and realizing that there too was another shattered. empty dream for sale.... God.... I sound positively morbid!!!! I need to start drinkin'.
Worf
What do you do then?
Box it up and send it back? Kinda hard to do after you sweated (insert name here) over every last detail for months at a time.....
Keep working on it trying on every month or so to see if by some blasted miracle it grows on you....
Take out an ad in the Lounge "new, never worn, tags and all" and hope someone buys it and relieves you of your shattered dream!
Head to the 'bay in a desperate attempt to make some monetary return on your folly.
Let it sit and languish in the back of the closet. Feeling the sharp sting of shame and self loathing EVERY time you see it.
Totally admit defeat and move it on to GoodWill or Sally's Boutique and hope some poor slob gets some use out of your utter stupidity?
Sigh.... I don't know why I wrote this because I'm truly, truly, completely, absotively and posilutely guilty as charged on ALL counts. I think I snapped after seeing one too many absolutely beautiful jackets languishing in the classifieds absolutely unworn.... and realizing that there too was another shattered. empty dream for sale.... God.... I sound positively morbid!!!! I need to start drinkin'.
Worf
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