There's a guy who works at the Wal-Mart I work at who wears his shorts (or pants, you can't tell) hanging down to his knees. Trouble is, he's a cart pusher. So he gets a row of carts, pushes em about 5 feet, then has to stop to pull his pants up. He thinks it looks cool, but its ridiculous, and I can't even begin to count the times he's almost been hit by a car by having to stop in the middle of the damn parking lot to pull his pants up. It's hilarious, but it's also one of those situations where the company should step in and say something. The associates inside have a dress code we must adhere to. During the summer, the cart pushers can wear shorts because it's hot (which I agree with). But this guy is gonna end up getting hurt (or worse, killed) because he doesn't wear a belt. Jesus Christ, he can walk right into the store and buy a freakin' belt! But no, let's just risk getting turned into a pavement pancake just to look cool (or stupid, IMO).

I freak out when I leave my belt at home. I'm tall and skinny (I'm a 20 year old dude with a 29" waist), so I always have to get my pants a little big so the length is right, because I can't find a pair of pants at any store that are 29W/34L, without having them custom made. So I always have to where a belt, but every now and then, I forget. Considering all the sh*t I have in my pockets (wallet, phone, change), it weighs down my pants, and rather than having to pull them up every 5 seconds, I have to continually hold them up as I'm walking. It's not comfortable, and anyone who tells you it is, is lying to you.


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