********Old blog, back posting, September 25, 2008 *********

So I used to be cool, well maybe I wasn’t cool, but I at least wasn’t super uncool. This harsh cold reality hit me today while I was walking to class at SDSU. I have two classes, twice a week, in the afternoons at SDSU, so twice a week I leave work a little early and head straight to campus. At work I dress like a tool, it’s true. My company has a relaxed corporate culture and I can come to work dressed how ever I want, but typically I dress a little more up, than down. This is just my own philosophy, you know dress for the job you want not the job you have, yada yada. That’s not the point of this story, the point is I’m a tool and dress like a tool. So I head down to campus twice a week dressed like I might have a job, or at least a job interview, and have little to no interaction with students. I walk straight to class, and straight to the parking lot after. On today’s journey to class from the parking lot to my class I had a particular interaction that made me realize, that I might have just become “that guy” on campus. You all know who I’m talking about, that old guy who wear slacks to class, and instead of a cool patched up back pack he has a laptop bag, and definitely doesn’t look like he’s going down to the quad to chill with this dorm wing friends. Yeah that guy.I kind of got that hint today. Scene: You know that sad emo kid that finds the one narrow walk way on your campus that you have to pass through to get to class, who stands awkwardly in the middle and starts passing out fliers to come watch his shitty Alt rock band play at some dive bar. Or it could be political, religious or sometimes it’s just some dude passing out flyers with some half naked chick on it, like he’s even ever made eye contact with a chick that hot.

So yeah there was one of those guys out, blocking a pathway, passing out some type of flier. Based on the way he was dressed, my guess was it was to come watch his band play or something equally as lame. I’m always curious about things and will always take a hand out, even if I’m going to throw it away 6 feet later. I walk closer, making pseudo eye contact, as to fake an interest, slightly raise my right hand to make the transaction easier for the emo guitar player, when he takes one look at me, eye contact is made, he raises one eyebrow and does a 47 degree turn to his left as to avoid handing me a flier. WHAT!? Really!? Was it my dockers? Was it my tucked in shirt? Was it because I smelt like I wore deodorant? Either way I nearly cried at what I had become. Maybe I should keep a pair of gym shorts and frat t-shirt in my car, so I can change on the way to class. I’m not actually upset that dude didn’t think I met his criteria of cool to be worthy of a flier, it’s just more the fact that he made such an effort to avoid me. Eh.

Speaking of the way people dress on campus …..there’s no easy way to say this, I’m just going to come out and say it, I think SDSU has some the whoriest dressed girls I’ve ever seen in my life. AND I went to school at the University of Arizona, which has a reputation for hot girls. But when I walk around campus at SDSU I feel like I need to stare at the ground as to not be that creep that’s staring at the girls butt hanging out of her little sisters miniskirt, or glaring at a girl wondering why I can see through her shirt. I mean, I wasn’t walking through some hot Vegas club, where one might expect to see such radically whorish girls, this was a straight shot from my car to the classroom. I also saw some other ridiculous fashions, seen below:

(I apologize in advance if you wear any of these things. We can still be friends?)

I guess this one is called the Bubble dress? I don’t know, I mean I know this can look really really good. But it must have been I saw the three ladies on campus that made it look really really bad. Diaper or dress? Garbage bag or dress? You be the judge.

I don’t want to walk around campus counting the change in the pockets of whores. Though it would be a fun game to pass the time as I walk to campus, but it might get a little awkward when I start sticking my hands up their shorts. Can they not find shorts that come in adult sizes? I’m not saying this style isn’t “hot”, I’m just saying it’s a bit much for 3:15 in the afternoon on a Monday. And I’m not even saying I wish girls didn’t dress like hoes on campus, but I’m always judging, watching, judging. I see these hoes, stare for a bit, then have a good chuckle at how ridiculous they look, then continue to stare at the ground on my path to class.

Maybe I did become that old guy on campus? I mean who complains girls are wearing too little?
Here’s another blog about SDSU fashions…

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