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  • Sleeping in EQ
    Philosopher of Men
    • Nov 2008
    • 4188

    #1

    While riding a bike in the dark

    30 years ago my dad taught me how to tie a tie. I had no idea that in 2012, this simple skill would be in demand.

    Some of my students give a formal presentation once a year, and without fail, I ride to the rescue on a tie or two. I could be John Wayne. I could be charging these greenhorns $5 each.

    "Where did you learn to tie a tie?"

    "My dad taught me."

    "My dad didn't live with us."

    "Grandpas? Uncles?"

    "No."

    "Junior Achievement?"

    "No."

    "Choir?"

    "No."

    "Well, lucky for you. I'm an expert. I've tied ties thousands of times. I've tied a tie while riding a bike in the dark."

    "Why would you do that?"

    "At the time, it was the coolest thing I could do."

    Of course they believe me.

    I've had one student admit that he tried to learn how to tie a tie from a YouTube video. His knot was giant and loose, and its length was off, but at least he had gone to the effort.

    I've had a few others who were content with the zipper ties. They didn't mind that the lack of a dimple in the "knot" was a giveaway.

    A western-styled kid got away with a bolo. It matched his boots.

    The clip-on is still a mark of shame and is avoided. If you are over 14-years-old, you might as well wear a "kick me" sign as a clip-on. The clip-on is a too-obvious confession of failure for the generation that received trophies for 8th place in t-ball.

    What I don't say to my students is how the Mormon priesthood quorums are perfect for helping a kid who didn't learn how to tie a tie elsewhere. In a ward, a single mom with a boy need only make one entreaty to a YM or AP leader and her boy will be a Half-Windsor Master in no time.
    Last edited by Sleeping in EQ; 03-22-2012, 06:39 AM.
    We all trust our own unorthodoxies.
  • Donuthole
    Official Outgayer
    • Nov 2008
    • 25266

    #2
    Originally posted by Sleeping in EQ View Post
    I've had one student admit that he tried to learn how to tie a tie from a YouTube video. His knot was giant and loose, and its length was off, but at least he had gone to the effort.
    He probably watched this video:

    [ame="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/680611/double_windsor_tie_the_phatest_knot_ever/"]Double Windsor - Tie The Phatest Knot Ever - Video[/ame]

    What a sorry looking knot for the end result of a "how-to" video.
    Prepare to put mustard on those words, for you will soon be consuming them, along with this slice of humble pie that comes direct from the oven of shame set at gas mark “egg on your face”! -- Moss

    There's three rules that I live by: never get less than twelve hours sleep; never play cards with a guy who's got the same first name as a city; and never go near a lady's got a tattoo of a dagger on her body. Now you stick to that, everything else is cream cheese. --Coach Finstock

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    • NorthwestUteFan
      אלוף
      • Oct 2010
      • 3384

      #3
      I am reminded of the scene in Pretty Woman where Richard Gere asks Julia Roberts where she learned how to tie a tie.

      "I slept with the debate team in High School. "

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      • myboynoah
        Senior Member
        • Nov 2008
        • 21719

        #4
        Originally posted by Sleeping in EQ View Post
        30 years ago my dad taught me how to tie a tie. I had no idea that in 2012, this simple skill would be in demand.

        Some of my students give a formal presentation once a year, and without fail, I ride to the rescue on a tie or two. I could be John Wayne. I could be charging these greenhorns $5 each.

        "Where did you learn to tie a tie?"

        "My dad taught me."

        "My dad didn't live with us."

        "Grandpas? Uncles?"

        "No."

        "Junior Achievement?"

        "No."

        "Choir?"

        "No."

        "Well, lucky for you. I'm an expert. I've tied ties thousands of times. I've tied a tie while riding a bike in the dark."

        "Why would you do that?"

        "At the time, it was the coolest thing I could do."

        Of course they believe me.

        I've had one student admit that he tried to learn how to tie a tie from a YouTube video. His knot was giant and loose, and its length was off, but at least he had gone to the effort.

        I've had a few others who were content with the zipper ties. They didn't mind that the lack of a dimple in the "knot" was a giveaway.

        A western-styled kid got away with a bolo. It matched his boots.

        The clip-on is still a mark of shame and is avoided. If you are over 14-years-old, you might as well wear a "kick me" sign as a clip-on. The clip-on is a too-obvious confession of failure for the generation that received trophies for 8th place in t-ball.

        What I don't say to my students is how the Mormon priesthood quorums are perfect for helping a kid who didn't learn how to tie a tie elsewhere. In a ward, a single mom with a boy need only make one entreaty to a YM or AP leader and her boy will be a Half-Windsor Master in no time.
        I liked it, SiEQ. Well done.
        Give 'em Hell, Cougars!!!

        For all this His anger is not turned away, but His hand is stretched out still.

        Not long ago an obituary appeared in the Salt Lake Tribune that said the recently departed had "died doing what he enjoyed most—watching BYU lose."

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        • Paperback Writer
          Signature won a Pulitzer
          • Nov 2010
          • 5211

          #5
          My oldest son took a general business/business computer application course his senior year of HS...and dropped AP Chemistry. I was not happy, especially since he would go on to major in Chemical Engineering (and almost all his engineering classmates in college had taken AP Chemistry). Oh well, it ended up being an easy "A" like he had hoped.

          Anyway, one class the teacher had a sales representative from a clothing store give a presentation on professional dress. He asked if anyone could tie a tie. My son was the only student who could. And for that he got a gift card for the clothing store. The teacher was also impressed that he owned a suit. So he was volunteered to wear it for the next class where they would demostrate hiring interviews. The teacher was impressed with how my son conducted himself during the mock interview.

          Not long after was parent-teacher night and the business class teacher sat down with us with a notepad to quiz us on why or son was so well prepared for the professional world as a 18-year old. Almost all of it traced back to YM program and Boy Scouts where my son learned to interact with men wearing suits or khaki shirts with sewn on patches.

          Despite all my criticism of the LDS YM program and the LDS version of BSA, it was the first time I wondered where my kid would be without those programs. He would be like many of his classmates who couldn't tie a tie or converse intelligently with an adult.
          “Not the victory but the action. Not the goal but the game. In the deed the glory.”
          "All things are measured against Nebraska." falafel

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