i keep trying to buy clothes, but it doesn’t seem to work out.
i had two hours to kill before my union meeting last night and since it’s five weeks until LONDON and i pretty much hate everything in my closet right now, i decided to waste time trying on things which wouldn’t fit/look good/be affordable and then leave the store dejected and sad.
yeah, not so much.
i found ALL THE SHIRTS! srsly, i haven’t had that much good luck shopping in, um, years? one of the best parts was clicking selfies in the mirror and then sending them to my girlfriends for a virtual consultation. even if their input wasn’t used on an item, just taking a photo of myself in a piece was a great way to vet something. i shall do this more often in future!
so, i found four, no, five, no, six, really awesome tops and took them out to the register to pay. when they got rung up, i realized i had a “spend $100 get $50” coupon! at home. on the fridge. where it was absolutely no use to me whatsoever. fuck. luckily for me, lovely amber who liked my eyeballs said they could put them on hold for me if i could come back tomorrow (today, that is) with said coupon. yes! please! thank you lovely amber! and off i went to my union meeting where i learned that sometimes people are really fucking cruel behind your back.
anyway, fast forward to getting home with my really late dinner of crispy chipotle snack wraps to eagerly put my coupon in my bag lest i forget it in my all-too-common morning malaise, when what do i see on the back of it? “April 26 – May 3.” fuck. as you might have figured out, today is not May 3. it’s May 9. coupon fail.
but, because i was still in desperate need of shirts and have more money than sense, off i toodled at lunch to pay for my pretty tops. i fought Kingsway traffic, walked in and asked for my items and the lady behind the register said “you know, everything is 40% off tomorrow…”
so, my fancy new things are back on a rack in the store in Burnaby awaiting a quick morning trip out to finally, i hope, buy them and have nice shirts to wear to help me feel a little better about living in 2014. the end.
or is it…