I had to break my conference-induced silence to bring you this late-breaking piece of information:
There is no masculine way to carry a canvas tote bag.
I'm sure none of you had ever thought about this before, but God knows I wish I had. I was simply unprepared for the ramifications of how to transport a meeting booklet, notes, and note pad in a freebie, giveaway canvas tote without looking like a complete girl. It just can't be done.
Over the shoulder? Straps are too short -- ends up wedged under your armpit.
In the hand? Looks like an oversized clutch.
In the crook of the elbow? Please -- that's just asking for a whipping.
Basically the only option is to roll the whole thing up like a set of architectural blueprints and carry them like a caveman's club, but that ruins the integrity of the items inside. It is a quandary, my friends.
In other news, here's a picture of me in an 1832 steam locomotive!
'Til next time, this is the Curmudgeon saying for once, conference food has been better than expected ... although, that ain't sayin' a whole lot, y'know?
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1 comment:
You just made me laugh! It's too early in the morning for that!
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