So you are a national tv football commentator and reporter. You have been doing it for about twenty years now. You got the Thursday night game to kick off the season that millions of people are going to be watching and you think, yeah I’ll wear that tie with the giant blue polka-dots. It will look really classy.
I think I wore the same tie when I was a freshman in high school. It was an all-boys school so I didn’t even have to think about impressing anyone. For someone to even wear a tie like that outside of the home let alone get it on national TV they have to leave the house with it on.
Now I don’t know about you but no sensible woman I know would ever let me wear a tie like that outside of the home. Actually, if I am ever in a relationship with a woman who sees me in the morning, I would expect her to let me know if the tie I was wearing made me look like a giant douche. It would be somewhere in the relationship contract. I would then expect some physical abuse to make sure I don’t repeat the mistake and get my head out of my own ass.
But to make it on national tv wearing one. Well, that takes some skill, not only does your significant other have to approve of one but the people who are working with you have to let you know. People, who are supposed to be on top of this thing with titles like—stylist, publicist, and producer. So a tie like this getting on national TV is not just the failing of one person—it is the failing of many. Though this seems to be on ongoing problem and not just localized to Mr. Collingsworth. He is just one of many offenders with an accord of others.
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