There’s plenty of evidence that a direct correlation between the state of the economy and people’s willingness to forgo accepted social mores exists. Crime is one. I have another: An increasing number of folks are casting off convention and wearing pajamas to the grocery store.
Not Wally World, Publix.
The first incidence was thought to be an anomaly; a young woman holding a baby who had clearly not taken the time to change out of her pajama bottoms. I made up a story about her and her offspring… because that’s what I do while standing in line to check out; it keeps me out of the candy bins.
I imagined an ill child, because in my version of her life, she had just ducked in to buy some medicine for her special snowflake. Obviously it’s my justification for her wardrobe decision. And I’ve no idea if the baby was a boy or girl. I don’t care the way she doesn’t care about her manner of dress.
Hey, maybe obama promised to put gas in her tank and pay her rent but when real life caught up to her getting dressed in street clothes was just too much. Perhaps she needs treatment for her Post Obama Stress Disorder.
Damned if it didn’t happen again with a woman in a “sundress” (nightgown) last week and Lord help that lady in the pajama top yesterday. Some people are easy to build stories around… some I don’t even want to try. Anything I would have conjured for pj top would have been sad.
I like this picture because of the optical illusion of a see through fence. It’s like watching a 737 fly; logically I know why it happens, but it still feels like magic.