So yesterday at Walmart I found a white cotton blouse on sale. And since I would rather crawl through fire ants than actually go to the dressing rooms, (which may explain why my clothes don't always fit right now that I think about it), I tried it on over the red shirt I was wearing.But you know, I can never tell what it really looks like, so I asked the random woman who was walking behind me if the shirt made me look like a pharmacist.
Poor lady. She looked like a deer in the headlights.
After a pause, she asked if I WAS a pharmacist. (Obviously fishing for the answer I wanted, which is nice and all, but doesn't really help me.) I should have said yes. But I didn't and she assured me the shirt looked good, and not pharmaceutical at all. So naturally I put it back on the rack. Whatever, lady.
But then I saw a bright pink one, - and I thought it looked like SPRING - and much less pharmacyish than the white shirt, and it occurred to me that most of my clothes are either white or black - so on an impulse- I bought it.
This morning, still dripping from the shower, I layed out my new springy pink shirt to wear, and as my hair dripped on to it, leaving large dark wet spots across the front of it, I remembered WHY I don't buy colorful cotton shirts.
I must sweat more than normal people. Or is there some secret I don't know about? I really think I've tried everything, including prescriptions.
No, really. How do people wear pink shirts?
Now I have to return it. I guess I'm Back In Black.
(dunt- duh duh duh - duh duh duh - doodlodoodloddoo)