1) You've been shopping in Thrift stores too much when you think:
I know that I've been looking for jeans for a couple weeks now, that these are the exact color I wanted, that they fit almost perfectly, and that I wouldn't need to wear a belt with them unlike every other pair I own, but $13? Who do you think donated these, Kim Kardashian?
2) Complaining will get you everywhere:
We're buying tickets to dance at Royale in Boston. The lady at the counter says it's gonna cost us $20.
We protest that we thought that ladies got in free before 11.
Only if you're on the guest list, she says.
But how do you get on the list? I protest. Because my friend sent our names on an email before and it didn't work.
The cashier looks like she's not in the mood for me and tells me to take it up with the people who are controlling the guest list.
She maybe thought I would let it go. Oh no, my friends, I was not raised to ignore a faulty system that charged us each twenty bucks. There were principles at stake.
So I go over and tell the people at the table the same thing. Not the principles thing, the "we've tried that before!" thing.
So how are we supposed to get on the list if the emails won't go through? (Huh, huh, people? That's right, I'm pushing this issue....)
They also look a little we-don't-have-time-for-you-ish. They give me the name of the email again, and then pull a free pass +1 from the secret stash of things-to-shut-up-people-who-are-complaining.
Of course, we still paid $20 each. And if we figure out how to work the freaking guest list email, it'll be free anyway.
But it was a small victory.