I bought a new suit, charcoal grey, slim fit with a single vent, last week. I wore it for the first time Saturday. On the way to the bus stop, a hot young woman flirted with me. She initiated it. Everyone smiled. While I was standing at the bus stop guy going by in a car gave me an envious glance. He looked back at the road and then, realizing he'd lost something with that glance, looked back again, trying to appear contemptuous and superior. It didn't work.
Feeling good, I found myself singing "Satisfaction" and thought how odd it was that, of all things should have popped into my head. And then I remembered: