"What do you think? These brown boots or these brown boots?" Dana asks.
My first thought is, is this a trick question? But fortunately I pick the right brown boots.
Unfortunately, as she is putting on the boots, there is a run in her tights. "Can you notice it? How do you stop a run from getting worse?"
"Nail Polish, I think."
"I'm gonna google it, I think it's hair spray. And we don't even have hair spray!" Dana is not happy.
"How about I go to Rite Aid and get you a new pair."
All smiles, Dana says, "That would be perfect."
So, out the door I go. I get to the store and head to the section with the panty hose. I never realized there was so many choices. A, B, Queen, King... None of this means anything to me. All I know is I need gray sizes 6-8. So I scan the section and I am not seeing anything like this.
Along comes a lady and I say, "Is off black the same as gray?"
"Not really?" comes her response.
"Well what about some other black color? I really need gray?" is my desperate response.
"Here is a pair, Gray tights size small? But they are tights?"
"What's the difference? And how did I get myself into this in the first place?" I say exsaperated.
The lady laughs and says, "My husband won't even buy pantyhose for the roof!"
"I'm just gonna buy one of each."
"Haha, good idea!"