I hate going to Old Navy. I'm specifically referring to the brick and mortar store closest to our house. I worked at the store when I was in college and some of the same jokers still work there. It can be particuarly awkward to go there and shop when you have to interact with people who knew you during your bad hair college days.
Anyway, I need to return my low-waisted pants and this wrong-color shirt that I bought online, but don't want to have do deal with the hassle of re-shipping and picking out other things online which will probably NOT be in stock by the time the new order gets to the distribution center. So, I'm just going to go to the store.
I'm a'feared. If that one manager is there today...*sigh*.
Posted by Tiffany at January 20, 2007 02:40 PM | TrackBackHello Sirs, I'm very sorry for my post