For instance -- once while driving our trusty green cavalier a piece of scaffolding fell off a truck in front of us on the freeway-- the scaffolding hit the front left tire and blew it completely out and somehow I managed to get over to the shoulder of 610 just before the big ship channel bridge (we were on our way to Kemah). My brother Shad and Trent managed to put on the spare and we headed to get a new tire.
WE CAME HOME WITH 4 NEW TIRES -- and why???? so they would match. Not because the others were worn or old, but so they would match. Trent COULD NOT drive in a car whose tires did not match. I told him, that I would notice if a rim or hubcap did not match but that never -- NEVER -- once in my life would I ever notice the actual tire, the black part not matching. (and yes, I would have bought 2 tires so that the 2 front tires would be the same -- so that the wear would be even and not cause the alignment to be all screwy) but 4 tires was a bit much for me -- (and also a bit much more money!)
But that is just how we are . . . Jamie is not at all in the minute details -- Trent lives in the details. And if the saying is "God is in the details ". . . well then Trent is well on his way to meeting him!
So fast forward to 2009. Trent has been needing new dress pants for work . . . for some time. He has been shopping and shopping and shopping -- but none of them are right.
My perspective is this -- THEY ARE PANTS! How hard can it be? They all look the same. They are darkish or grayish and they either have cuffs or they don't and they are either pleated or not and they all end up looking pretty much the same so it should not be so hard to find pants.
But Trent is on a mission. See, he found the perfect, PERFECT pants/trouser/slacks/dress pants/whatever you call them two years ago at Macy's. He loves them. They are the perfect cut for his tastes, they are superfine gabardine wool, they are lined to the knees, the pockets are black, there is a notch in the back, they have pleats and a cuff and HE LOVES THEM. And no matter where he looks he cannot find them, nor can he find anything that compares. So he shops and shops and comes home frustrated.
I have been frustrated that he can't find these pants because I don't want to hear about it anymore and I don't want to go shopping with him for pants anymore. I started asking, "Are you sure they still make them? ("Well, no I am not sure) Did you look on ebay? ("I am not buying these on ebay!) Did you look up the label and see if they are even still in business?
And then my phone rang last Thursday. It was Trent. He was at work. He had been stewing about this pants thing and finally called the designers offices. He found out where they are being sold. (The closest place to CT was in Atlanta). He called there and ordered his pants over the phone. They arrived yesterday. I don't know if I have ever seen him so happy. As he tried each pair on he was lauding all their merits, their comfort. . . And I think it is the HUNTER in him (and in every man)-- It is like he finally caught Moby dick, finally shot the elusive buck. He was happy because he tracked those pants all over the country and finally they were no match for his skills.
And I think they look like pants.
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Ha, ha...thanks for a good laugh this morning...that is so Trent! I wish you would have taken a picture of him wearing them with a big cheesy grin or something!
You are one good wife to go with the flow for so long. I need to take lessons from you. GREAT JOB. I use to buy my nike shoes from nike in Portland oregon and have them shipped because I couldnt find those white leather ones with the red swish that Andy Gibb use to wear back in the 70's and 80's. (I dont wear them anymore BTW) what took him so long to call the company for goodness sakes.
Did you forget your cousin works at Macy's?? That all you had to do was make one simple phone call??
But I should be quiet, I'm like that for Christmas presents. I see something in June that I think is perfect but of couse I do not buy because why buy Christmas presents in June but then it's November and I can't find that perfect gift... I should just have bought it in June.
that is so funny. why are men so particular about some things? now we know that trent is "red", very organized and washes the car EVERY saturday (when living in a nice part of the country) so i am not surprised that same type of order translates into his wardrobe. too funny. thanks for the story!
That whole story made me smile. I'm so happy for both of you that he finally found the pants and neither of you have to worry about hearing about them or tracking them down for a few more years now :)
HA! That's amazing. There are stereotypes about men and how they wouldn't notice if you painted the kitchen bright orange, etc., but I think they are just as detail-oriented as women, just with regard to different things. Like I notice if the kids need a bath. He notices if the FRONT DOOR IS LOCKED AT ALL TIMES.
That's to funny. Tracey gets mad with me for the exact opposite. When I get a flat tire I will replace it (only the flat one) with a used tire. Why, well because there are very charitable people like Trent that will replace perfectly good tires :)
It cost me $20 to get a used tire with good threads.
ha ha ha I love it!
maybe I shold go and buy Dan a pair of those pants?!
What a great laugh! I can realate because Carl still wears his levis (and no other brand will do) and his Nike shoes (again, no other shoe will do)
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