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macy*s is making me hate clothes. I swear, they're going to drive me to nudism. Because they make me get so mad at clothes.
Why? Well, here's how it is:
I hate socks because me, Anna and Shirley spent almost 3 hours moving and arranging a wall of hundreds of mens socks, in like at least 50 different styles. They had to be arranged by color and style, and it was a pain in the ass. And there were so many cotton fluffies... too many if you ask me. It was like musical socks. Only without the music. And the fun. Or maybe like Go Socks (instead of Go Fish). I'd play a game like that if they printed socks on cards. "Got any cotton fluffies?" "Yes" "How about... REGULAR fluffies?" "Sorry, Go Socks". The next day? All those socks were on the fucking floor. People knocking them over and whatnot. Not cool.
I hate pants because everytime I go to put them away, I can't find where the go. They're all too similar looking. And they hide. Which is rude.
I hate most women's shirts because they're always breaking my balls and falling off the fucking hangers. I don't appriciate it.
I hate bras because I can never find a decent bra that fits. I have like 3. 3. That's it. For some reason, people don't make DD bras that aren't granny bras. Most bras only go up to a C. And if they do go up to D, then it's only a "D". And by "D", I mean C. All the nice bras only come in like A's and B's. It's not fair. I want a holy shit green bra, but can I have one? No. They don't make them in DD. I get real fucking mad, and have to keep sticking with my 3 entire bras.
I hate panties because I spent like 7 hours today arranging them. I had to set them up on a 3-shelf display table, small on top, medium in the middle, and large on bottom. Then the colors had to be striped. As in the colors had to match going down the shelves. It took forever, but it did look nice. Then what happens? Customers come over... and ruffle my fucking undies. Who does that? You don't ruffle a man's undies. Especially when they look so nice. It's just not right. If I was shopping at place with such nicely arranged undies, I'd be like "Damn. Those undies look good. I better not touch them. Those undies should be display only". That arrangement wasn't even practical. You can't take out a pair of undies without messing them all up. I'll bet all the tables will be destroyed when I go in tomorrow morning. I blame that behemoth of a macy*s rep. She reminded me and Anna of Big Bertha (that arcade game where you throw balls in the fat womans mouth). It made for good laughs.
On the bright side, I did get 8 Ozzfest tickets today. Granted, it took me like 10 hours to get them all, but I did get them all :D
Why? Well, here's how it is:
I hate socks because me, Anna and Shirley spent almost 3 hours moving and arranging a wall of hundreds of mens socks, in like at least 50 different styles. They had to be arranged by color and style, and it was a pain in the ass. And there were so many cotton fluffies... too many if you ask me. It was like musical socks. Only without the music. And the fun. Or maybe like Go Socks (instead of Go Fish). I'd play a game like that if they printed socks on cards. "Got any cotton fluffies?" "Yes" "How about... REGULAR fluffies?" "Sorry, Go Socks". The next day? All those socks were on the fucking floor. People knocking them over and whatnot. Not cool.
I hate pants because everytime I go to put them away, I can't find where the go. They're all too similar looking. And they hide. Which is rude.
I hate most women's shirts because they're always breaking my balls and falling off the fucking hangers. I don't appriciate it.
I hate bras because I can never find a decent bra that fits. I have like 3. 3. That's it. For some reason, people don't make DD bras that aren't granny bras. Most bras only go up to a C. And if they do go up to D, then it's only a "D". And by "D", I mean C. All the nice bras only come in like A's and B's. It's not fair. I want a holy shit green bra, but can I have one? No. They don't make them in DD. I get real fucking mad, and have to keep sticking with my 3 entire bras.
I hate panties because I spent like 7 hours today arranging them. I had to set them up on a 3-shelf display table, small on top, medium in the middle, and large on bottom. Then the colors had to be striped. As in the colors had to match going down the shelves. It took forever, but it did look nice. Then what happens? Customers come over... and ruffle my fucking undies. Who does that? You don't ruffle a man's undies. Especially when they look so nice. It's just not right. If I was shopping at place with such nicely arranged undies, I'd be like "Damn. Those undies look good. I better not touch them. Those undies should be display only". That arrangement wasn't even practical. You can't take out a pair of undies without messing them all up. I'll bet all the tables will be destroyed when I go in tomorrow morning. I blame that behemoth of a macy*s rep. She reminded me and Anna of Big Bertha (that arcade game where you throw balls in the fat womans mouth). It made for good laughs.
On the bright side, I did get 8 Ozzfest tickets today. Granted, it took me like 10 hours to get them all, but I did get them all :D