Neuroses of a Modern Gentleman VII: Hangers

Hanger ProjectIt’s been a while since I’ve posted about one of my neuroses, which is either because I don’t have as many neuroses as I originally thought (which I worry about), or I’ve become neurotic about sharing my neuroses with complete strangers. Either way, I think I have one I’m prepared to share one that has worsened as I’ve aged.

In college, when I got my start in the men’s business at George J. Good (may the store rest in peace), I spent most of my wages on clothes. I had more dress shirts as a college student than many professionals would have at twice my age. And as a monument to my OCD, I always kept my dress shirts on wooden hangers organized by color. As a 19 year old. I wish I had pictures.

So when we opened Wingtip, which needs a coat rack since it’s a bar/club, I immediately called Kirby Allison of the eponymous Kirby Allison’s Hanger Project to have him make up hangers with Wingtip’s logo emblazoned on them in all 3 sizes he makes (17.5", 19" and 20.5") since our members also come in 3 sizes (small, medium, and large). Worse still, I made our hosts and hostesses personally apologize to all of our members that, for 2 months, they had to hang their coats on regular wooden hangers.

I would guess that not a single member would ever complain about the hangers we had when we opened, but that’s not the point. Instead, I’m already thinking about how we can really take the hanger business to the next level of obsessive-compulsive behavior. Which is timely, since Kirby’s in San Francisco this week, and I think he’ll like what we’ve done with the place.

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