Originally Posted by PhlyingRPh

Anyway, in a few minutes, I shall be walking over to the gate where the gate agent will notice my suit, determine that I am truly a man of distinction, beckon me toward her slowly with the index finger of her right hand while she begins to let down her hair with her left hand. She'll shake her head slowly to let her hair loose as I walk slowly toward the podium. By the time I reach the podium she will have a First Class Boarding Pass waiting for me on the counter. She'll write her phone number on the front and whisper "call me" as I pick up the boarding pass nonchalantly and proceed toward the red carpet to board my flight. The other gate agent will take my boarding pass, salute me and ask if he can touch my suit. I will decline and continue on down the jetway where I will be greeted and pampered by the FAs as I sit my self-important businessman arse down in seat 1B

Sometimes, it's good to wear a suit!