Neck ties, how I hate them. Why is it, in the year 2008, that grown men are still expected to wrap ornate nooses around their necks for things like weddings, job interviews, graduation photos and Wall Street-themed strip teases?

I have to spend part of tomorrow with one of these god awful things around my neck. Worse yet, it's for the least enjoyable of the occasions mentioned above. Once again, this page has turned what could have been a three-hour nightmare into a feeble ten minute hassle. It has saved me numerous headaches over the years. Not only do I hate wearing ties, I'm absolutely terrible at tying them. Despite the thousands of websites out there devoted to the subject, it's the only one that works for me. For reasons I can't explain, it just does.

I don't know who that bespectacled guy is but he's done more for me than my degree has, to date.

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