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My wife got me a pair of Nantucket red pants a few years ago. Why? I don't know. Either because Nantucket reminds her of whaling and I remind her of a whale or because she liked it when her brother in law wears them. I'm afraid to ask.
Anyway, thinking I had to wear them once, I wore them to dinner at a bar convention in Laguna Beach, thinking that would be casual enough to cause the least damage possible (and trust me -- never wearing them would not have caused the least damage possible). I thought I'd be o.k. until the Chief Justice of the Delaware Supreme Court (and trust me -- for M&A lawyers the Chief Justice of the Delaware Supreme Court is a huge deal) starts yelling for me to come over to his table. I get there and he says to his table "So what are the odds that the one lawyer in the room wearing Nantucket Red pants would be the one lawyer in the room from Fairfield County?" Never again.
So, assuming it was HCBD's wife who got him the pants and told him they would go with the red trim on the uniforms, I feel for him more than most of you do.
Anyway, thinking I had to wear them once, I wore them to dinner at a bar convention in Laguna Beach, thinking that would be casual enough to cause the least damage possible (and trust me -- never wearing them would not have caused the least damage possible). I thought I'd be o.k. until the Chief Justice of the Delaware Supreme Court (and trust me -- for M&A lawyers the Chief Justice of the Delaware Supreme Court is a huge deal) starts yelling for me to come over to his table. I get there and he says to his table "So what are the odds that the one lawyer in the room wearing Nantucket Red pants would be the one lawyer in the room from Fairfield County?" Never again.
So, assuming it was HCBD's wife who got him the pants and told him they would go with the red trim on the uniforms, I feel for him more than most of you do.