Dress code

The other day, I ran into an interesting sight at the grocery store.  I was deep in the cheese isle looking for something or other.  At one end, there was an elderly couple and at the other end, a young couple.  Now, by young, I mean early 20s - maybe even younger, though I think they might have had a kid with them.

ANYWAY, the older couple were, for lack of a better term, dressed up.  The man was wearing nice pants and shoes, a collared shirt, and maybe even a tie.  The woman looked similarly classy.  In contrast, the young couple were the slobbiest looking people I've seen in a while - ripped, baggy sweats, too-large hoodies, shoes with no laces.  I almost had to check to make sure I hadn't warped to a Walmart.  (or, even worse, a Saan store - but I knew it wasn't Saan since I wasn't in a small town in Alberta).

That got me to thinking - what's wrong with my generation (and the younger generation)?  Why do we think it's ok to just wear whatever, wherever?  And then I wondered, did the older couple dress nicely just because they were going shopping, or do they wear nice outfits every day regardless (or irregardless for you Greg).  When did it become socially acceptable to look like a hobo, just because your baby-momma needs more milk to wash down the Colt 45?

Have you been to a live performance lately, not counting Fringe plays and rock concerts?  When I spend eight million dollars to sit in the third balcony and watch a bunch of dancing cats, you're damn right that I'm going to make an effort on my outfit.  But then you always get sat beside some cowboy who wears his dress hat with his Wranglers, because of the fancy show.

What am I trying to get at?  Who knows.  Maybe I just want everyone to wear the latest Vera Wang evening dress when they need to jaunt out to the store for more eggs (Walmart excluded).  I know that it would make my shopping time more enjoyable, especially if I'm comfortable in my ripped sweats and wife beater.