A Visit From Dad

Every now and again I get a subliminal "visit" from my late Dad. I was in a department store lineup recently and a dapper older gentleman was directly in front of me. 

He wore polished burgundy brogues, a navy blue topcoat, a grey suit, a white dress shirt and a paisley tie. He was impeccable. In front of him was a younger fellow in his mid-twenties, also in a suit and tie. 

The older gentleman seemed to study him for a time, then leaned forward and quietly said, "Young man, that's a fine suit, but just because it comes with 3 buttons doesn't mean you have to use them all. Try undoing the bottom button. I think you'll find it more comfortable."

The younger man complied, glanced at his reflection in a nearby mirror then he immediately thanked the older man. "Wow, that does feel better! Looks better too. Thank you!"

They shook hands and the moment was over, but I swore I caught a hint of my Dad's after-shave lotion! Thanks for dropping by, Dad.