Today’s a travel day.
So I dusted off my one pair of khakis, my one pair of shoes that are neither sneakers nor sandals, and put on one of the shirts I had tailor-made last month in Bangkok.
Because whenever I travel I like to dress well.
And the reason I like to dress well is because I believe my chances of getting things, and getting away with things, increases when I dress slightly above average.
For Example…
You may recall that on my flight from Prague to Istanbul I asked to move seats.
Request granted!
Three years ago at the Sofia airport, immigration found out I had been in the country illegally for three months.
Normally that’s a $10,000 fine – I paid nothing.
But my ironed shirts don’t always work.
Today, I have a seven-hour layover in Bangkok so I paid a little extra for lounge access.
After getting some work done, I found the buffet, ate a big meal and then moved to one of the couches for a nap.
A few moments after dozing off one of the staff woke me up.
“Sorry sir, you can not lie on the couch.”
Oh well.
As we say in English, you win some, you lose some.
Maybe if I had worn a tuxedo…
A Low Bar
By the way, if you want to try this, you don’t have to look like you stepped out of GQ.
You just have to look better than the average traveler.
And these days, that bar is pretty low.
Looking around me now, I see grown men and women wearing shorts and tee shirts, sweats, Crocs and socks…
A low bar, indeed.
Cheers,
Mr. Vig
P.S.
Where am I going?
I’ll give you a hint.
It rhymes with “Green Eggs and Ham.”
