As I was packing for my Edmonton trip this week, I noticed that my work pants had a small hole in the seat. I'm not sure how long it has been there, but apparently I spend a lot of time parked on my tushie because I lose more pants that way. I thought about reinforcing the butt of all my pants, but the stitching would probably look tacky...
Anyhow, back to the story. I had to buy another pair of pants when I got to Edmonton and stopped in at Moore's. Don't worry, I had another pair to wear during this transition phase. I walked in, avoided eye contact with all the salespeople, walked straight over to the pants wall, quickly scanned for the 36x36's, and had already a pair in my hands before Captain Commission came over.
"Need a hand with anything?"
"Nope, I've got it already." I showed him the pants I was holding, hoping he'd go away. No such luck.
"Need to try them on?"
I'm standing two feet away from the changing booths, I think I could find my way over in a pinch. "No, they're the same size as the ones I'm wearing now."
"Well, I guess you don't need me." chuckle, chuckle...
That was the general idea I've been trying to convey. Memo to me: 'work on being less subtle.' He started walking away, freedom at last! But he was just taking a breather for round 2.
"We have some fall jackets on sale."
Ummm, congratulations? I'm trying desperately to find the 'off' switch for my social filter, but to no avail. Fall jackets, seriously??
"The outer shell zips off and you can wear the inside as a sports jacket."
Oh good, because having the zippers on the sports jacket won't look tacky at all! And it's the itchy wool, my favorite! I know I'm not on the front line of fashion. I don't think I'm even in the fashion line, period. If it weren't for Dawn, I doubt I could make it out of the house with matching socks. Seriously, she's the one who opened up my world to wearing colored dress shirts, and I only bought the blue & light grey shirts because she assured me they'd match. Then she told me I couldn't wear a black shirt with black pants. That confused me... Anyhow, no one has ever come up to me and said, "You know, a sports jacket would really work with your shirt and tie look..." and I've had strangers come up and say some really weird things.
I politely told him I wasn't looking for jackets and walked towards the checkout. I made the mistake of slowing down momentarily in front of the tie display and he started to salivate again. I shook my head to say to him "don't even go there", when what I was really thinking was "I'm using my heat vision on you, why is your head not exploding?!?"
Anyhow, back to the story. I had to buy another pair of pants when I got to Edmonton and stopped in at Moore's. Don't worry, I had another pair to wear during this transition phase. I walked in, avoided eye contact with all the salespeople, walked straight over to the pants wall, quickly scanned for the 36x36's, and had already a pair in my hands before Captain Commission came over.
"Need a hand with anything?"
"Nope, I've got it already." I showed him the pants I was holding, hoping he'd go away. No such luck.
"Need to try them on?"
I'm standing two feet away from the changing booths, I think I could find my way over in a pinch. "No, they're the same size as the ones I'm wearing now."
"Well, I guess you don't need me." chuckle, chuckle...
That was the general idea I've been trying to convey. Memo to me: 'work on being less subtle.' He started walking away, freedom at last! But he was just taking a breather for round 2.
"We have some fall jackets on sale."
Ummm, congratulations? I'm trying desperately to find the 'off' switch for my social filter, but to no avail. Fall jackets, seriously??
"The outer shell zips off and you can wear the inside as a sports jacket."
Oh good, because having the zippers on the sports jacket won't look tacky at all! And it's the itchy wool, my favorite! I know I'm not on the front line of fashion. I don't think I'm even in the fashion line, period. If it weren't for Dawn, I doubt I could make it out of the house with matching socks. Seriously, she's the one who opened up my world to wearing colored dress shirts, and I only bought the blue & light grey shirts because she assured me they'd match. Then she told me I couldn't wear a black shirt with black pants. That confused me... Anyhow, no one has ever come up to me and said, "You know, a sports jacket would really work with your shirt and tie look..." and I've had strangers come up and say some really weird things.
I politely told him I wasn't looking for jackets and walked towards the checkout. I made the mistake of slowing down momentarily in front of the tie display and he started to salivate again. I shook my head to say to him "don't even go there", when what I was really thinking was "I'm using my heat vision on you, why is your head not exploding?!?"
