I just got back from Kmart on my break.
Why did I go to Kmart? My brown tights (the ones I love) got a hole in them in
a visible place. I hate Wal-Mart. I really do. I've tried working through
that but I still do not like Wal-Mart. Today while I was walking through Kmart
trying to find their hoseries while my ears were ACCOSTED w/completely
inappropriate loud-thumping music (much like what you would expect to hear at
the roller rink), I said to myself, "I wish I was at Wal-Mart." It should be
noted I NEVER EVER, EVER, EVER, EVER, EVER, EVER wish to be at Wal-Mart...that
is until today when I was searching for tights. I found a pair. One brown
pair. And when I got back to work, I put them on. Why is it that my height and
weight were in the middle of the range for the particular size I bought and yet,
I'm in the bathroom nearly in tears b/c the stupid Kmart tights are not going on
well. At 2/3 of the way on, I removed them and did the whole stretch method -
all the while praying that I would not cause snags in the thin cheap fabric. I
did manage to get them on...but I feel like something stuffed in sausage
casing. And it ain't pretty. $7.57 for tights that once the clock strikes 4:25
and I change in to my jeans for babysitting, said tights are going in the
trash. I did go online and take the Kmart feedback survey and told them NEVER
again and NO I did not want to sign up for their drawing to win Kmart cash. I
said, "I do not want to sign up. Please refer to my survey comments."
Duh!!!!
Ok. Rant over.
*Whispers* I still hate these tights.
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