TGIF. Website issues and upgrades and patches, all foreign to me, but they impacted sales somehow today, and that topic is never foreign
. But, all is well and thought I’d share this tidbit to the 2 of you reading out there.
My wife, who is quite pregnant at this point, isn’t supposed to do any hard work. I hope to be as lucky in another life, however in a different context. Therefore, she cannot lift anything heavy, over-exert, you name it. Therefore, laundry has slowed, especially mine. And, being a Sunny Friday in Southern California, and a casual office environment, I wanted to wear shorts.
Problem, the clean shorts I have I don’t like, or they don’t match the shirt I want to wear, so, I decide to wear the shorts I briefly threw on last night after work.
Now let me muddle the chronology. My Mother In law stayed with us last night to help out with our daughter while I was at work. She kindly went to “In-N-Out” for us and picked up a quick dinner. Those who know In-n-out know what I am talking about. I had a Double Double with grilled onions at about 9:30pm, went to bed, nice night.
Re-visit today. I am driving to work, on the phone most of the time, smell something as I pass the Harbor, thought it was the harbor. Then off and on from 7:30AM til 10AM I am catching intermittent whiffs of something foul.
At 10:00AM I take a peak at my Shorts. What I see explains everything immediately. I see a tiny piece of grilled onion, from the Double Double, encrusted on the inside of my shorts leg. It’s grafted to my shorts by the molten cheese it was swimming in when it apparently dove onto my crotch. So now I am smelling up the office with this terrible day old In-N-Out Onion smell. But, friends, the story just begins here.
Dealing 3rd party with these web issues, I am frustrated, angry, and impatient, however I cannot stand the smell. I deem it wise to charge over to the closest retailer to get new shorts. But, it’s cold out, so I decide on Jeans on the ride over.
I cannot recall which is closest, but I’m in a hurry, so I head to the shopping center closest that has Sears and Target. I go into Sears only to avoid the 1500 women and children at Target. Both Escalators are Broken, the Elevator is circa 1930, and Mens Clothes apparently is on Floor #2. The day is going well…..LOL.
I get up to mens clothes and it becomes painfully clear that my wife has purchased all my clothes for at least the better part of a decade. I know my waist size, I know I want jeans, and thankfully there are only 7500 choices.
Knowing said measurements I grab what clearly is my size and head for the checkout without trying them on. I pay, fly back to the office, and go into the bathroom with my Sears Bag (by the way I thought they got bought or sold?). What happens in the bathroom is a frightening experience in how disconnected I apparently am with clothing “styles and trends” I put my legs through the jeans and start to pull them up. But wait a second, these don’t feel like my other pants…Why? Because they are way to Goddam tight. I get the things arguably to my knees and I realize either I was in the Childrens section, or these jeans were designed for a “different” consumer.
A s a later imparted upon the few I told, this was what we refer to as “A Sunday paper in a Monday Wrapper” or “10 pounds of Monkey Shit in a 5 pound bag”. No way I can wear these. SO back into the onion shorts for a bit. Had to deal with those for another 30 before I cut over to Target. Tried the Jeans on this time. So, fun little Friday, but I got 2 pairs of new jeans…..
Hey, the good news is Gum Sales are Great!
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