Todays report on thrifting: Walked into a thrift store, walked right out. After 15 minutes of finding parking, went into the store and it was like a zoo in there. The line at the check outs stretched to the back of the store. I will hit it another day, but maybe not so late in the afternoon. Also visited a consignment store I recently found. The suits were nothing special, an older Brioni they wanted $500 for. Quit looking at suits immediately, and after flicking through a few $40 Ralph Lauren Polo shirts that were second hand, I decided that this was not going to be my day finding shirts. The lady running the store was also rude as fuck. I greeted her nicely, she just looked at me as if I had impregnated her daughter and left her weeping at the altar. When I asked her if she had ties, she agressively pointed to the back of the store. I walked there and she yelled at me that I was looking in the wrong place. I said, well come down and just show me where they are. She did, but her ties were brutally priced and actually more expensive than Saks Off Fifth. I thought fuck this bullshit, Im outta here. She gave me real evils as I left the store, I dont think I will be returning. I did double check at home to see if a booger was hanging out my nose or if some quantum event turned my countenance into those lizzard beings from "V" or some kind of evil doppelganger.