Ross Dress for Less

Ross Dress for Less. A staple in the affordable American clothing industry. What a store. It was good. I bought bootie shorts and a karaoke microphone. The store was cleaner than my mouth on Sunday morning. A cup of gummy worms melted into a gummy brick. Somehow. It was like 65 in there. Also, there was a rack of clips and ponytail holders that were bust in. Was there a bear attack or something? I was waddling around in the back, and an employee appeared. He pointed over to the wall, and said, "The bathrooms over there." And went over and unlocked it. I never mentioned the bathroom to him. How did he know that I needed to unload? Went in, and the two stalls were taken, and the two dudes in there were having a full conversation. They suddenly stopped. I feared for my life. Synchronized diarrhea. I left as fast as I could. I tried to clear my head by looking at the t-shirts. What a letdown. The shirts were all brand shirts. There were a few cool shirts, but literally all of them were about weed and mushrooms. A positive, to be sure, but I can't wear that stuff to high school! T-shirts were disappointing, but man, they went hog wild with the women's shirts. No comment, because I don't women's clothes. Really good, if you hate t-shirts that don't just say "Adidas."