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…are they the worlds best kept secret
Last week I bought a couple of pairs of cheap trouser from Sainsburys, just for working in the garden and down the allotment and unknown to me at the time one of them has an elasticated waistband (I am only a 32 waist btw).
I think they are marvellous but I am concerned that this means I am now officially heading towards being a boring old fart
We’re going to be forced to wear a uniform at work, and although they’ve been issued, people haven’t started wearing them yet.
We’ll also have to wear the uniforms to and from work, as there are no changing rooms.
The T-shirts are too thick, and not suitable for summer.
The trousers don’t have any pockets, flies or loops for putting a belt through, so that we are forced to keep everything in our lockers and don’t beep so much when we go through Security.
The trousers have an elasticated waistband, but the elastic is at the back instead of the front. I was wondering whether I had worn them the wrong way around when I wore them as an experiment a couple of weeks ago. I assumed that the maker’s label is at the back, rather than the front of the trousers, and that was how I decided which was the front, and which the back, but I may have been mistaken.
The urinals are going to be great fun, with everyone lowering their trousers . . .
The company have also introduced random alcohol tests.
Bleary eyed from an early morning start at work, I read this as ‘elasticated wristbands’..for a split second I thought you were pregnant…..
Gerald, seems a funny a pair trousers those mate.
The ones I’ve got are elasticaed at the sides and other than that are normal trousers
We’ll also have to wear the uniforms to and from work, as there are no changing rooms.
reword that statement to say "my work starts and ends at the front door of my home when i am in my employer-required uniform in public", and try claiming
a. extra working hours payments from the employer
b. employer liability for any accident you may suffer while travelling in uniform (employer duty to provide safe work environment)
c. employer reimbursement of fares (failing which, at least tax relief from your own tax inspector, for being required to travel in the course of your employment rather than "to and from" it).
Pompete have you noticed
any flies following you ?You should check the label on your wares
my guess is you wandered into the wrong department
and possibly picked up four half legs of springy
new zealand lambPompete, the addition of elastic waist-banded trousers to your wardrobe, means you have crossed the Rubicon into middle-age.
I hopefully have a ways to go yet before I finally succumb myself, though a pal of mine has recently plumped for some
stretch
-couture, and swears his new strides are "comfy as fook". He does, however, have a history of splitting the ar*se out of his breeks (usually when lining-up a putt – you can imagine the hilarity), which renders his opinion invalid, imo.
Gamble, I am pleased to confirm my 100% record of not understanding a single word of any of your posts remains intact
GH, I fear you’re right. My missus thinks it is hilarious and has dubbed them as my ‘comfy slacks’
I too have maintained the snake-hipped appearance of my willowy youth – 34 L since sweet sixteen, though a rather worrisome pinch-an-inch sag has inexorably developed just above the belt line
For those wishing to dress comfortably – and let’s face it that’s about the sole boon of the sixth decade – I recommend Marks & Spencer stretch jeans with 5% lycra which make the painful torment of bending down to tie your shoelaces just that little bit easier to bear
When I were a lad men’s formal trousers were seldom belted; they were either worn with braces if made-to-measure or if off-the-peg had two discreet elasticated tongues on the waistband held by a choice of two buttons, so ensuring a snug and secure fit
The ‘jeanification’ of most trousers today has seen the waist slip from just below the navel to a precarious position on the hips with an attendant shortening of crotch-length, with the result that one’s compacted masculinity bounces around for all to see and trouser bottoms pile up in an unsightly mess above one’s shoes or worse still make contact with the pavement
Inelegant times indeed
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