Guilty feet have got no rhythm

If you are a successful, respectable, professional, handsome man, and you just so happen to still have a cropped brown leather jacket like this one, circa 1987, in your closet, don't be surprised if when your girlfriend finds it she a) laughs hysterically and busts out some Janet Jackson tunes, b) questions whether you and George Michael were separated at birth, c) takes a picture of said jacket so she can make fun of you with her girlfriends, or d) all of the above.

This jacket should have gone to Goodwill along with the ex-wife's leg warmers, swatch watch and neon Ocean Pacific off-the-shoulder shirts.