A $35 Tank Top

My evening outing in Kahala on Saturday night was slightly out of the ordinary. First, I procured a free six-inch Sweet Onion Teriyaki Chicken sandwich with a bowl of Broccoli Cheddar soup at Subway® and supplemented the meal with a greasy "value menu" Buffalo Ranch McChicken sandwich at Mickey Dee's®. No regrets. Then, I went shopping in Kahala Mall. Yeah, shopping.

Typical T-Shirt Hottie

Well, I only purchased one item, a $35 tank top made of synthetic material, at Macy's®. That's the regular (read: high markup) price, by the way. Why did I spend so much for one flimsy shirt? The cotton tank tops were only $20 (regular price). Well, I decided to switch my gym attire to synthetics a while back. Now, I have a complete workout set with two tank tops and a pair of shorts, all synthetic.

The synthetic clothes will be easier to care for. I can wash them by hand every night. Cotton clothes can only be worn once before washing, although I manage to get by with three days. Unfortunately, sweat and cotton don't mix well. Eventually, the clothes simply retain a peculiar odor, whether washed or not.

Alas, I have drawn out the story beyond credulity. I actually espied the Hurley® tank top the day before. I spent many hours deliberating whether I should spend the money to buy clothing at regular prices. Then, it dawned upon me. I am 59 years old. In a few short years, I won't be wearing any tank tops, no less even going to the gym. So, paying regular price is a ridiculous consideration at this point in time.

I keep forgetting that I only have a handful of "good" years left. Then, I will succumb to decrepitude. Nothing can stop that chain of events. I may as well enjoy my "good" years in every way possible. In other words, death is the "bottom line." How quickly we forget our mortality!