My magical, color-changing pants
Last weekend, Crissy and I ventured to the mall so that I could buy some new clothes. I picked up some new shirts and a new pair of Dockers Cargo Pants. I haven’t had cargo pants in a while and I’ve forgotten how much I like them. I mean, I can carry all my stuff (keys, wallet, cell phone, other cell phone when at work, iPod when on the plane, guns when I need to pack heat, etc.) on me without having to use my back pockets. So I can sit comfortably; it’s awesome.
The pants that I tried on are a fashionable green that would look good with gray or black shirts (so Crissy tells me). The ones I tried on didn’t fit, so on the way to the cash register I switched them for the correct size.
The next morning, I open the bag and found brown pants. Weird, I guess when I got the correct size I picked the wrong color. Oh well, no big deal. So I put them on and when I walked outside I found that I was wearing green pants. Magic! Voldemort lives and is attacking my pants!
It turns out that depending on the lighting, my pants are a different color. Great, now when I get dressed I have to keep in mind the lighting I will encounter the rest of the day. :-)
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