A person walked ahead of me into Caribou Coffee. He sported an expensive suit and italian leather shoes. His hair was combed straight back and held solidly in place. The thing that was striking about him was his billowy white shirt was hanging out of his pants, only tucked in random places. As he walked through the door ahead of me, I could see the tail of his shirt peeking out of the bottom of his suit coat.
Here is a man who appears to have spent a lot of money developing an image. I think it a bad investment. Maybe when he navigates the hallways of his domain, he retains the persona of success and power. Walking ahead of me he looked like a walking inconsistency, an image of unfinished business, an entity that does not wear power well.
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