Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Gold jacket, green jacket....
Why did the lord have to bless me with being such a full figured young lad?
We spent much of Saturday cruising downtown and Northgate's department stores looking for a snazzy suite. Oh there were plenty, just not in my size. Once we did find a suit that was big enough, it was either: a) The ugliest piece of shit you've ever seen, or b) The most expensive thing you've ever seen.
We also got a taste of the many different customer service styles out there. Most were fine, some horrible, and some supreme. Macy's unfortunately was lacking this department. They didn't even give us the time of day when we were looking around. Oh, and that they can't order larger sizes is something I find hard to believe.
No surprise at all that Nordstrom's had the best around. The guy was a pimp daddy. Asked us what we were looking for, picked out a suit that fit right away, told us where to find them, and then gave us some room to parooze. Very nice. Very classy. Too expensive.
Unfortunately my best option was found at the Men's Warehouse. Think of it as a car dealership, but instead of hocking cars, they're hocking suits... fun times. We found a pretty sweet brown suit, but the ginger helping us was annoying to say the lease. Goddamn it, I don't need a second suit for only $100 or those overpriced ties. So why don't you let us talk amongst ourselves and piss right off! Good thing Ebe and I can speak German. Let's just say it's fun having a "secret" language.
Oh, and one more thing, though a little off subject. Here's another hotel option for people coming from out of town. It's located in Queen Anne, and is perfect for exploring Seattle Center and downtown. Also should be only about a 15 minute ride to the venue.... oh so tempting.
The Mediterranean Inn