Wisdom of the ages
Jun. 17th, 2008 08:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thebratqueenThere's nothing that makes you want to take a shower like finding out you can't take a shower.
There's nothing that makes you really really grateful that you didn't hit the treadmill like finding out that there's no hot water.
There was lukewarm water, which I used for a quick hair wash and scrubdown. I shudder to think of what it would've been like if I'd had enough pep to do a workout.
Speaking of pep and the lack therein, I hate my doctor's office SO MUCH. If I started ranting about it I would go on for pages. So suffice it to say OMGHATE. Which is probably going to be even more hate when I head over there tomorrow to pick up a new prescription. It's supposed to be written out and waiting for me at the front desk. We'll see how that turns out. (I'm going to call in advance and everything. THEN LIGHT THE PLACE ON FIRE AFTER I LEAVE.) (Kidding) (Mostly)
In happier news, I have new bras. I passed the just noticeable difference on the ones I was wearing where "fits okay" was replaced with "remove this torture device from my body and never let it darken my door - or breasts for that matter - again." Luckily there's an awesome place just down the street from where I work. I went in on my lunch break and replied "Yes, yes you can." to the woman who asked "Can I help you?" What followed was a half hour of her fetching bras for me to try on until I left with 4 that fit, felt comfortable, and actually look cute and/or sexy. (Not that I have anyone in my life looking at my bras right now, but hey - I appreciate the pretty.)
I must say if you have problems finding good bras, you may want to try this method. Granted this assumes having a good store near you (I hit up Bare Necessities) but the staff's going to know the inventory better than you do, they're going to know how to problem-solve better than you do, and plus I think mentally it's better when all you're seeing is "Here's an option for you, here's another, here's another." As opposed to searching the racks yourself and going "That's pretty... oh nothing in my size." a few thousand times before finding one thing that might fit and convincing yourself that this is probably the only bra in the entire store that even comes close to fitting, you boobular freak you. Sure I tried on maybe 10 bras and came away with 4 that fit but - I tried on ten bras. That's way more possibles than I would've found on my own.
So that was my day. Tomorrow is doctors and, thankfully, working from home.
There's nothing that makes you really really grateful that you didn't hit the treadmill like finding out that there's no hot water.
There was lukewarm water, which I used for a quick hair wash and scrubdown. I shudder to think of what it would've been like if I'd had enough pep to do a workout.
Speaking of pep and the lack therein, I hate my doctor's office SO MUCH. If I started ranting about it I would go on for pages. So suffice it to say OMGHATE. Which is probably going to be even more hate when I head over there tomorrow to pick up a new prescription. It's supposed to be written out and waiting for me at the front desk. We'll see how that turns out. (I'm going to call in advance and everything. THEN LIGHT THE PLACE ON FIRE AFTER I LEAVE.) (Kidding) (Mostly)
In happier news, I have new bras. I passed the just noticeable difference on the ones I was wearing where "fits okay" was replaced with "remove this torture device from my body and never let it darken my door - or breasts for that matter - again." Luckily there's an awesome place just down the street from where I work. I went in on my lunch break and replied "Yes, yes you can." to the woman who asked "Can I help you?" What followed was a half hour of her fetching bras for me to try on until I left with 4 that fit, felt comfortable, and actually look cute and/or sexy. (Not that I have anyone in my life looking at my bras right now, but hey - I appreciate the pretty.)
I must say if you have problems finding good bras, you may want to try this method. Granted this assumes having a good store near you (I hit up Bare Necessities) but the staff's going to know the inventory better than you do, they're going to know how to problem-solve better than you do, and plus I think mentally it's better when all you're seeing is "Here's an option for you, here's another, here's another." As opposed to searching the racks yourself and going "That's pretty... oh nothing in my size." a few thousand times before finding one thing that might fit and convincing yourself that this is probably the only bra in the entire store that even comes close to fitting, you boobular freak you. Sure I tried on maybe 10 bras and came away with 4 that fit but - I tried on ten bras. That's way more possibles than I would've found on my own.
So that was my day. Tomorrow is doctors and, thankfully, working from home.
