Things are getting festive up in this place.
And by ‘festive’ I mean ‘weird.’
Nerdguy and I accidentally dressed the same today. Jeans and red T-shirts. If we had actually gone anywhere together other than the mechanic, and taken our coats off, I’m sure that people would be handing us their gifts to wrap, assuming that we were the festively-attired in-store gift wrappers. Or they may have encouraged us to hang in there while we wait for Target to open…assuming that we were the lost souls of Zellers.
I made the mistake of wearing a red hoodie into Zellers one time, and had 3 separate shoppers ask me for assistance.
I was carrying a purse.
And a 2 year old.
I hate dressing like the people that I am out with. It’s a delicate balance between dressing similarly so as to feel comfortable with one’s clothing choices, but not so similar that it looks like you are part of a team sport.
