Tuesday, November 06, 2007
did having a 29-inch waist become a felony?
i went shopping yesterday for a basic item--a staple, really--a normal pair of grey plaid pants. i was overjoyed to find several different varieties at several terrific stores, but the story was the same at each--i shuffle around the rack looking for the ever-elusive 2-9, and to my dismay (possibly even horror) the smallest i found was a 33 (not altogether a loss, for i learned the valuable lesson that 33 is an actual size, but i digress). grant it, this particular style of grey plaid pants may have been around for quite some time, allowing for most of the smaller-sized inventory to have been purchased, but for heaven's sake, every where i went, no 29s, no 29s, NO 29S!!
btw--i eat. a lot. tremendous amounts of food on a daily basis. where doe the weight go? i don't know. i've had 22 years to discover just what happens to what i eat, and i've yet to find the answer. but a fact is a fact, and the fact is that i'm a boy with a 29-inch waist who can't find a damn pair of pants in this whole rotten city!
and it's raining.