February 21, 2004
Price != Quality
Went around all day yesterday trying to find clothes for the Disco Ball the dance team was having. Seven of us piled into Matt’s Suburban to go out to a vintage clothing store in Pasadena that may not actually exist. We certainly never found it. Most of the others found good stuff at a thrift store, but I didn’t find any suitable pants that fit me, so Becca and Adam and I kept going. The irony of the fact that whenever I go to thrift stores for normal clothes, I am beset on all sides by ugly polyester pants, but when specifically in search of such pants, none are to be found, was not lost on me.
We went to a Goodwill store out on Foothill. This was the nicest thrift store I’ve ever seen. Everything was sorted, it was clean, the staff was friendly. And the clothes were far too contemporary for our tastes. We asked the woman at the counter for help.
Ian: Excuse me, do you know of any other thrift stores around here. Ideally of… lower quality.
Woman: Lower…? You mean lower prices?
Ian: No, no. The prices are fine. We actually want lower quality clothes. The stuff here is way too nice.