While volunteering at the local DI (similar to a Good Will or Salvation Army) Saturday morning a man came up to me and asked me if I knew where he could find stirrup pants.
I answered politely that I wasn't sure and was sorry I couldn't help. But what I was thinking was, Even if I did know I still wouldn't tell you because, well, you're asking me about stirrup pants.
2 comments:
nasty! what's worse then the fact that he was looking for stirrup pants is the fact that it was a HE!!
why does DI do that to you? we're poor, but we don't need to be looking nappy or out of date. come on now! :)
I think his wife/girlfriend was close by, but still.
I should have filtered out some of the clothes while I was sorting by size and color:)
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