False Advertising

I spent the entire day walking around with a size strip stuck to the front of the new t-shirt I was wearing. You know, the kind that has a vertical row of S, M, L or XL advertising the shirt's size. Which of course, is also advertising the wearer's size, but not really. I say "not really" because depending upon maker and style, I vary from S to L. In this particular case, I was wearing a juniors brand ~ you know, the kind not made for mature women but for girls who don't really have any, well, body parts that stick out much, like hips and boobs. This particular t-shirt was really made for boys so it had no wiggle room for hips. None! So today was an XL day, and therefore, a series of XL stickers across my chest.

I kid you not! All day. XL. XL. XL. XL. No one, not one person was kind enough to tell me that I was wearing that sticker. Maybe no one noticed since it sort of blended in with the shirt's design. Or maybe they were horrified at my cheap ploy of advertising my chest size. But then, of course, if you know me, you know that I am not XL. I have a nice pair but definitely not XL!!!!!

When I took the shirt off at the end of the day and realized my goof, I was mad, then embarrassed and then got a good laugh at my expense.

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