The suit doesn't fit me

Time for a ramble,

 and please remember,

  this is done on the fly.

I don't fit.

I can fit in,

 but it takes a little bit of effort.

This even happens at a wedding.

Best man at a friend's wedding,

 and to be honest,

I was the substitute.

Still,

 being measured for our suits was fun.

The groom goes first,

 standing at around six foot four,

   athletic build.

Measurements were quick,

 and rental easily obtained.

Now,

 it is my turn.

This is where things go a bit sideways.

"This can't be right."

There are a few times you don't want to here this.

When you are getting measured for a tuxedo,

 and it better be only one time,

it does raise your eyebrows.

They measure the groom again.

Part of the problem is I am roughly two inches shorter.

My arms are almost four inches longer.

Well,

 things do get bigger in stories, 

 so it might have been two inches.

We cut the difference and call it three.

Needless to say,

 it goes downhill from that point.

This is what happens when you have a sasquatch as best man.

I even had to shave.

I am not going to talk about the shoes.

Reviews

[Mrudula Rani]

Even though I had a big laugh reading The suit doesn't fit me. I don't believe a word you are saying ... that's because I have a very handsome image of you that I gathered from these uniquely brilliant writings of yours.

[Jon Roggie]

Fine. The shoes were not that much of a problem.
I only wear a size 12.5.
Glad I was able to give you a laugh!
Thank you.
Jon

[Mrudula Rani]

It is entirely my pleasure. i enjoy your writing immensely.

[Gee]

Enjoyed th e ramble and picturing your orangutang ish body shape.
Such an easy read

[Jon Roggie]

Once in awhile, you just have to lighten the mood!