So a while back I mentioned a voucher for me to get clothes.
I rolled into town with just the shirts on my back. No jacket. A blanket because, hey, Hitchhiker's Guide to The Galaxy, am I right?
Those got funky quickly and I got a voucher and on my fourth day here I got to take a bus into town and cash in my voucher at the Purgatory Thrift Store. It turns out they're related to the shelter I'm staying at.
Not that it did me any favors. They were not happy to see me. Maybe it's because I wasn't moving quickly and they assumed I knew what the deal was but was stupid or maybe they were just busy.
My voucher listed pants and shirt for an interview, underwear, socks, shoes, and a belt. It took me a second to find the mens' corner. I guess that they just don't receive a lot of men's clothes. We don't usually buy much and if other men are like my friends, we just wear what we do buy into the ground. Not much of a secondary market there.
So none of the belts were better than the one I had on. None of the shoes fit my size 10EEE foot (not even close). I'm 5' 8” and 160lbs, so my shirts are as small as my feet are large. There are far more large and extra-large shirts out there than mediums for some reason. That reality was reflected in the options available.
But there were options. The pants were slim pickings as well, but I eventually found a pair that fit well, even if they were a bit sheer. They also had some light stains which weren't immediately visible under the light of the thrift shop. I chose them and a second pair with the hopes that the lights of an actual interview would be equally forgiving.
Gonna say right now, "Probably not."
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