Today, being Labor Day, meant that I celebrated the hard work of the proletariat the way all Americans do, I shopped. I was in the market for really really cheap summer clothing, since I'll be in Florida next weekend. Or at least that is the plan, depending on what hurricane Ivan is up to. First stop, Telco, a local discount store. Sadly, like everybody else, they have dumped their summer lineup and made the switch to fall/winter clothing. All long sleeves and long pants. No good. Next up was Macy's to try and find some discount sandal action. That, of course, panned out since by now all of the discount stuff had been cleaned out. I'd never been in H&M before, as I always thought that they only sold stuff for women. But it turns out that they sell stuff for men too, and pretty cheap to boot. My coworker friend Liz dragged me there a few days ago (when President Bush trapped us in front of the Empire State building), and so I went to the one across the street from Macy's. Again. they had some good stuff on the discount rack, so I picked up the first item of the day, a really really loud short sleeved shirt. All I needed was a few really cheap t-shirts and possibly some cargo shorts. Since Old Navy was next door, I figured I could pick them up there. Except for the half hour wasted searching for a shirt (apparently, we as a country have stopped producing people that are smaller then an XL) I'm now pretty sure I want to return, all went well. 3 t-shirts and a pair of cargo shorts should cover me for the weekend. If you are a larger figured person, I highly recommend checking out Conway's on Broadway. I must have spent 15 minutes looking for shorts there, and came up with practically nothing lower then a 40 waist. And finally, I walked up to Columbus Circle for a little meat at Whole Foods. Up until this point I had not really run into any morons, even though I did pass through Times Square. At the meat counter, I found their king.

How "I want 4 meat patties" translates into "I want 4 pounds of ground beef" I don't know. How "No, I want meat patties. That's right. How many? Four." translates into "I want one meat patty", I'm not sure. How $4.19/lb became $4.29/lb seems excusable, except it only proves how incompetent Meat Counter Moron really is.

So, another day, another $40 down the tubes. I just have to get some cheap cheap shoes, and pray that hurricane Ivan won't visit Florida at the same time I do.