My red shirts. I knew I always had a deep seeded aversion to wearing a red shirt. Couldn't quite put my finger on it... but always felt uneasy... as if some terrible fate was looming over me every time I would wear a red shirt. Month after month... Year after year... That same feeling. I'd look in the closet, see the red shirts, and always have that little voice saying... "Don't wear RED!" Most times I'd wear some other color. On the rare occasion when I'd wear red... always feeling like something bad was gonna happen... so I was always on guard... Closely watching everything... being careful for what might go wrong.
NOW I KNOW EXACTLY WHERE THIS UNREALISTIC FEELING COMES FROM!
The 1960s TV series of Star Trek. Any and every guy that wore red shirts on the show was gonna die... yes...every time! No exception! ( well, except one)
So there you have it...
Solutions?
Throw away all red shirts!
Give them to someone you really like 😮 (sarcastic)
BTW...FYI... Scotty was the only man ever to wear a red shirt and not get killed!😉
NOW I KNOW EXACTLY WHERE THIS UNREALISTIC FEELING COMES FROM!
The 1960s TV series of Star Trek. Any and every guy that wore red shirts on the show was gonna die... yes...every time! No exception! ( well, except one)
So there you have it...
Solutions?
Throw away all red shirts!
Give them to someone you really like 😮 (sarcastic)
BTW...FYI... Scotty was the only man ever to wear a red shirt and not get killed!😉
Space... the final frontier...
Truly the final one if you wear a red shirt.
Hello... Scotty... the only man to ever wear
A Star Trek Red Shirt... and not get killed.
