Today is a cloudy and rainy November. I got 100% cotton pajama pants from Old Navy for that $8 sale. Going to a store has become quite rare. I also barely ever shop. As usual, the music at the store was too loud and terrible. The lights were too bright and harsh. The clothing displays were dizzying. We were offered a store card twice by the cashier. The second time, she said we’d get 65% off the total amount. I was surprised and a little bit tempted. … later, there was a comment on a Reddit (economics?) post saying something about how stores “hand out debt like candy”.
If I ever had to work in a clothing store again, I would wear a baseball cap for the lights, and ear plugs or headphones for the loud music. It probably wouldn’t be allowed. Maybe I could get a doctor’s note.
I guess this is a slice of life post.
