B went to Burlington Coat Factory on his lunch break today to buy some new work clothes. He's lost quite a bit of weight & needs clothes that fit. He bought 2 pairs of pants & 3 shirts for $116. Not bad, right? Well, he emails me describing what he purchased:
And I quote:
"I got a shirt that needs cuff links... but im a roller upper anyway... i would not have purchased it if it didnt fit so damn well though... i think its my new favorite shiznirt... one of the pants is an elastic waistband... i didnt know til i put it on... they're ok... i think they are actually mini polka dots"
I really don't know what to say to that. My 28-year-old husband has bought 80-year-old man slacks & a shirt that he won't use cuff links for, cause he's a "roller upper," meaning of the sleeves.
Sometimes honey, a deal isn't worth it!
I can't wait to see it all when he gets home tonight. Maybe I'll buy him some suspenders for Valentine's Day.
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