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I hate shopping.
Have I mentioned that here before, dear readers? If not, well, consider yourself dutifully informed.
This morning I woke up and decided to do some shopping. Specific shopping, in anticipation of my leaving the Dark Side and rejoining the ranks of the Daylight People. Basically, I was looking for collared shirts.
So, I went by the new Target that recently opened in my neck of the woods. Honestly, I didn't expect to find anything there that I liked, but overall the store was a serious disappointment. The local Wal-Mart has better prices on most stuff. And their menswear section didn't have any sizes larger than a Medium.
What the hell? This is America! Where are the jumbo x12 sizes???
So, left Target and drove down to University Center. Browsed through Andre's but didn't find anything that caught my eye. Plus, the sales guy was too attentive. He lingered, watching me like a hawk and offering what I'm sure he thought were helpful comments.
Um. No, dude. Just...no.
So, somewhat dispirited now, I drove over to the Mall at Sears. Checked out Sears and Stallone's, but, once again, didn't find anything that caught my fancy or, to be honest, would be considered work appropriate. The closest thing I found to a size that would fit me there was this tacky tropical floral shirt.
Yeah. Daddy don't wear that shit. Ever.
So, came on into work and am fighting the urge to bury my sorrows in a Snickers binge. Tomorrow, I'll go out to Burlington and check their stock. At least there I can usually find something that'll fit, even if it does look like Generic Fat Rapper Bling.
Oy.
I really hate shopping. - MEL
Have I mentioned that here before, dear readers? If not, well, consider yourself dutifully informed.
This morning I woke up and decided to do some shopping. Specific shopping, in anticipation of my leaving the Dark Side and rejoining the ranks of the Daylight People. Basically, I was looking for collared shirts.
So, I went by the new Target that recently opened in my neck of the woods. Honestly, I didn't expect to find anything there that I liked, but overall the store was a serious disappointment. The local Wal-Mart has better prices on most stuff. And their menswear section didn't have any sizes larger than a Medium.
What the hell? This is America! Where are the jumbo x12 sizes???
So, left Target and drove down to University Center. Browsed through Andre's but didn't find anything that caught my eye. Plus, the sales guy was too attentive. He lingered, watching me like a hawk and offering what I'm sure he thought were helpful comments.
Um. No, dude. Just...no.
So, somewhat dispirited now, I drove over to the Mall at Sears. Checked out Sears and Stallone's, but, once again, didn't find anything that caught my fancy or, to be honest, would be considered work appropriate. The closest thing I found to a size that would fit me there was this tacky tropical floral shirt.
Yeah. Daddy don't wear that shit. Ever.
So, came on into work and am fighting the urge to bury my sorrows in a Snickers binge. Tomorrow, I'll go out to Burlington and check their stock. At least there I can usually find something that'll fit, even if it does look like Generic Fat Rapper Bling.
Oy.
I really hate shopping. - MEL
