Arlo and Janis by Jimmy Johnson for August 05, 2019

A favorite male pastime. I mean since you have to go shopping with her anyway. Just sayin’.

The downside of Amazon…

The good ones always had at least one “guy chair”.

I dont *IDENTIFY * with this.

Small consolation for hours of purgatory in a store.

The child in me still likes it when my order arrives.

Arlo you should thank Janis for helping you keep your promise to the judge.

ME TOO! oh.. wait…what.. ?!

Soon there won’t be any fitting rooms left! The mall is an anachronism and is dying a slow death.

Ever notice women have to buy some new clothes every so often. They are clothes junkies. My wife has so many she stores them in the basement.

Never understood why, since it’s mostly men sitting there waiting, they didn’t have magazines like Outdoor Life and Popular Mechanics.

They always had the most comfortable chairs just outside the fitting rooms. Or maybe I was just tired of shopping.

“Let’s go to ****; I need to buy a blouse”.

“Aw, s&%^!”

“C’mon, you know I hate shopping; we go in, I grab one item, and we’re out.”

An hour or two later, I’m hanging around the dressing room while she tries on (and rejects) 25 things…….

It was bad enough 30+ years ago – but now, none of the stores have “husband chairs” anymore, and I have a bad back.

Many years ago I was shopping with SO at Chicago’s Water Tower Place. She had several tops she wanted to try on…. Knowing what that meant I sat on a bench with several other guy. One was in his 60’s, another 50’s, me~early (then) 30’s. As we sat in our resigned stupor a teen aged boy joined the group. He muttered to himself, “I hope she doesn’t take too long.” The men looked at each other. The 60ish guy snorted. I looked at the teenager & said, “kid, get used to it!”SO returned over 20 minutes later & said she hadn’t liked any of them….

And holding her purse while she trying cloths on?

Arlo, think of the positive. Here she can model her undergarments for you too, and you don’t have to hold her purse.

Pervert.

Years ago, I took my hubby with me to pick out a New Year’s Eve outfit. He sat holding my coat and purse while I tried on dresses. When I decided on the one I wanted, I came out and the saleslady had found the purse and all the other accessories to go with it. My hubby was just sitting there holding everything looking, completely overwhelmed. He was also the type that when we walked through the mall and my purse felt too heavy, he would drape it over his shoulder and carry it for me. When I got ready for something out of it I would get it and hand it back to him. He was never bothered by that. ……..Sorry for rambling on.

You and the president both, Arlo.