There are two kinds of people in this world...Those who like/wear pleated pants and those don't. I am one of the latter, my brother Darrell, is one of the former.
Darrell insists on bringing someone shopping with him, this task usually falls to me because everyone else he has taken in the past refuses to go with him again. I am his sister so I feel obligated but today was the last. I will never go shopping with Darrell ever again. Mark my words.
Let me explain, Darrell is the biggest tightwad in the world, but only about certain things. It is the strangest thing. He will spend $100 on a pair of sunglasses without blinking an eye but refuses to spend over $20 on nice dress pants! To me this makes no sense. And this is not an isolated incident. It seems like every time I go shopping with him we spend hours and hours at the mall looking for well fitting, cheap cloths that don't exist. I usually end up mad and super frustrated. Today was no exception. After trying on several really nice looking pants he insists on buying the most atrocious pair of pleated pants I have ever seen! That was the last straw. I have shopped my last with Darrell. I leave the task to some other poor fool. Pray it is not you.