When I was last employed I was at a local incorported municipality manning a straight nine to five shift. I always maintained an extremely large black golf umbrella that I might traverse the city streets in the rain without soaking my work regalia.
Back then I was a formal-attire conscious white shirt and dress pants, necktie, and leather shoes kind of guy with accessories I attached to my clothing in the form of badges and thumb drives and even tweakers and various other accoutrement of the well heeled techie.
Today is National Umbrella Day. It is observed each February 10 to recognize that accessory which allows us to shed water as though from a duck's back.
My signature umbrella back then was the Gustbuster Pro Golf umbrella. I liked it because it was huge and allowed excellent coverage and the superior wind resistance. Ultimately I became known as someone who could lend a high quality umbrella during sudden onset rain storms.
Those good ole working days have been long gone. I no longer have the same need or impetus to carry a truly excellent umbrella anymore. I still admire them, however. Call it a throwback to my past.