Today was my 2nd day on the job at my new place of employment, Bolen Books, a giant, family owned business that looks suspiciously like a chain store, but somehow isn't. Jaded hipster employee girl's first comment "nice sweater," (quickly followed up by a sneering "Yeah, anyone who dresses like an aging college professor is ok in my book") alerts me that I am back in the wonderous world of 20-something retail, with all of it's attendant perks.
Welcome back, big guy!