Choosing a shirt in the morning for office is like choosing a groom for your daughter.
- You know they were all good once upon a time.
- You know they're ruined now and not worthy anymore.
- You know time is running out.
- You know you must choose one among them.
- You arrive at your choice by the process of rejection, not selection.
- You reject all initially, then become a bit more tolerant.
- Once you acquiesce, you discover flaws so glaring, you almost decide to go back to square one.
- Finally frustrated, you give up and accept fate.
- You still harbor a secret desire to accidentally discover the right one.