I usually hate shopping for clothes, but the opportunity required action.

The downtown department store had an End of Season 60% Off Swimsuits Sale and that meant it was time for me to act.

Indeed, 60% is the universal breaking point for action.

Marching in, I found a sales clerk, asked for my approximate size, and marched to the counter with a selection.  Less than 5 minutes.  In and out.

Paying for the swim trunks, I joked that they would only be worn two or three times this summer, then I could drop a few pounds over the winter, and they would fit really good next year.  That’s when he held the swim trunks high.  Stretched the elastic wide and said, “You should be fine.” Ugh.

Correction, I will be fine, when purchasing clothes no longer requires an elastic waistband demo.  That’s when I’ll be fine.  That won’t even require 60% off Dave.