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.
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.

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