2008 Woodie Awards
Let's Mosey Around:
Women s underwear makes for an awkward situation
Brian Moser
Issue date: 12/10/03 Section: Features
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On Tuesday, December 2, I was supposed to review a movie for the A&E section of the newspaper. Needless to say, I didn't see the movie that night.
A few of my friends asked if I would join them in a quest to find a dress. I am not an expert on dress apparel, but I had a gut feeling that I should go with them. So I put my Sonic Adventure DX video game on pause and went.
The Sheboygan Mall was the main target as we found ourselves scouring the clothes stores for a dress. At one point, the four of us split off into pairs, due to a conflict of interest. I tagged along with my female friend who wanted to find a dress.
The two of us ended up in Sears. She was looking at different apparel while I was gazing upon all of the different styles of clothes. See, I have the fashion sense that would make Cindy Crawford die of laughter. Therefore, I didn't know what "looks good" and what was "like so last week," so I just hung around for moral support.
After awhile of searching for clothes, my female companion was ready to try on the clothes that she had picked out. We had a hard time finding the dressing rooms, which were right in the middle of the women's underwear department.
At this point, I had two options: to mosey around the electronics department, which is a couple of departments away, or wait for her in the middle of the women's underwear department. Since I don't like to leave friends hanging, I chose option two.
Being in the women's underwear department was about as awkward as walking around campus in my underwear. I was determined to shake off this awkward feeling by actually looking at the various types of women's underwear.
I don't know if any of you have been to Sears in the Sheboygan Mall, but the cashier's counter is right in front of the women's underwear department. And yes, there were women cashiers. I don't know what they were saying, but I bet they were getting some wise cracks in like, "So is he going to wear the pajamas with the flowers" or "I bet he needs a padded bra."
A few of my friends asked if I would join them in a quest to find a dress. I am not an expert on dress apparel, but I had a gut feeling that I should go with them. So I put my Sonic Adventure DX video game on pause and went.
The Sheboygan Mall was the main target as we found ourselves scouring the clothes stores for a dress. At one point, the four of us split off into pairs, due to a conflict of interest. I tagged along with my female friend who wanted to find a dress.
The two of us ended up in Sears. She was looking at different apparel while I was gazing upon all of the different styles of clothes. See, I have the fashion sense that would make Cindy Crawford die of laughter. Therefore, I didn't know what "looks good" and what was "like so last week," so I just hung around for moral support.
After awhile of searching for clothes, my female companion was ready to try on the clothes that she had picked out. We had a hard time finding the dressing rooms, which were right in the middle of the women's underwear department.
At this point, I had two options: to mosey around the electronics department, which is a couple of departments away, or wait for her in the middle of the women's underwear department. Since I don't like to leave friends hanging, I chose option two.
Being in the women's underwear department was about as awkward as walking around campus in my underwear. I was determined to shake off this awkward feeling by actually looking at the various types of women's underwear.
I don't know if any of you have been to Sears in the Sheboygan Mall, but the cashier's counter is right in front of the women's underwear department. And yes, there were women cashiers. I don't know what they were saying, but I bet they were getting some wise cracks in like, "So is he going to wear the pajamas with the flowers" or "I bet he needs a padded bra."