and i feel weird about going into stores meant for teenagers.

but i can't help myself. i may feel out of place, but the clothes are the cheapest and i am the brokest.

so i soldier on through 15 year old girls and badly made clothing for SOMETHING worth spending the little money i have that is burning a hole in my pocket. i've realized my pocket threshold is rather low. even lower when bored or depressed.

and then i always run into the 40 year old lady picking out teenagers clothes in the stores. no, she's not the mom of the kids in there. but she's probably someone's mom.

so, it could be worse.