"Remember starting tomorrow through Tuesday to wear the Valentines uniform. Red or pink shirt or a white shirt with a red or pink tie with black pants. No T shirts! Any questions ask the Manager. Thanks I know you will look nice!"
1. Thank goodness he sent out a reminder email because I totally forgot.
2. Crap...I totally forgot.
I own two pairs of black pants; one pair that go with the suit I use for interviews that I am not destroying with ranch and honey mustard spills, and another pair that I wore when I worked at Pizza Hut at age 16 that would definitely no longer fit me.
Value World it is, I thought.
The next morning, I woke up at 8 am in order to get my thrift store shopping done before my lunch shift at the restaurant. I walked into Value World with confidence, excited that their clothes are organized by color in addition to being dirt cheap.
After selecting about a dozen pairs of black pants to try on, however, I realized that Value World doesn't have dressing rooms.
...whoops.
With no time to shop around at classier stores, I decided to accept the reality that desperate times call for desperate measures. And in the middle of Value World, at 9 am, I dropped trou- about a dozen times- until I found the perfect black pair of black Valentine's pants.
