I lost my shorts

I came out to my truck after work tonight to find my shorts on the windshield like this.  I guess they fell out and I didn't notice?  I don't know who would have assumed that the pinstripe booty shorts belonged to the pick up truck but I'm glad they did.  I love those shorts.

As for me, I'm looking forward to a day off tomorrow.  I have plans to see the nice dogs, get my bike fixed (I know, don't get me started), go to the beach, and do some much needed laundry and grocery shopping.  Oh it will be a glorious day indeed.

gets me every time

If you've never worked in retail you might not realize that every article of clothing has a name and that we as sales people usually have to learn the names of all of the items.  We've just started getting our new fall/winter merchandise in so I am beginning to familiarize myself with the new items and the new names.

I'm sorry, I still crack up every time I get to Poupee on my list.  I haven't seen it enough to not be shocked each time and re-read it thinking surely my eyes deceive me.  But there it is, staring me straight in the face, poupee.

Apparently "poupee" means "doll" in French which is actually a good description of the item, a pair of very structured black dress shorts.  I'd just say it's maybe a little lost in translation.

if I have to

Sometimes they try to enforce dress codes on us at work.  Those are my least favorite times.  Mostly because it always involves us having to wear polos which I don't think I look good in ever.  I just feel like they hang off my shoulders, draping on anything that sticks out (my nipples).

So anyways, I decided that if I was going to have to wear a polo I would pair it with the shortest shorts available.  They actually ended up being a hit, I had a few customers asking about them.  It's been a while since that happened, it's nice.

Does anybody else see faces in my knees?