A Shitty Day at Urban Outfitters.

You are probably wondering what the HECK is going on with my title. There is a BIG story behind that. Usually I am not the person with the need to curse or swear, but after this story, you will understand. No doubt about it. You will. You will think the word "shit" is undermining the real words a normal person on the street would say these days. So let's get passed the word and move forward to the reason behind it.

A few days ago I decided that I really needed to go get a couple new shirts, and since Paige needed to go to the mall to pick up something, this was the most perfect opportunity. Usually I am very picky abo

ut getting shirts and for some reason shirts are the only particle of clothing that I have hard time picking out and spending money on. But luckily I found a couple of shirts that were 50% off at Urban Outfitters and a shirt at Nordstrom's. I scored BIG TIME! I got 3 shirts for $25 and I was really excited.

Now let us move to the present. Well, actually the past but only 3 hours behind us now. Paige and I had to go to Target to get some gift cards and a gift for Wyatt for Christmas. I pull into the parking lot and realize that there is something on my shirt. Of course my first instinct (and probably everyone else's) was to pick it off and smell it. I proceeded with the process of picking and smelling... turns out that was not the most brilliant idea that I have ever had. I think this is where the title does it justice. Unfortunately... it gets worse.

After I tried to force Paige to sniff my shirt for a confirmation of my findings, we continued to go inside Target and get the things that we needed. Completely grossed out, I rushed home to rip the shirt off my body and take a shower. As soon as I ripped off the shirt, I rushed to the bathroom to wash my hands because they were freaking me out. Just as I returned, I grabbed my towel and in the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of a huge stain on the inside of my shirt. It was not only on the front of my shirt... it all began with the inside.

By this time I had turned into my mother. haha Sorry Mom! I threw on a shirt threw the shit shirt into my bag and rushed to Urban Outfitters to confront them about what I had just experienced. I had had enough and I was determined to get what I wanted. With anger bulging from every part of my body, and after taking pictures for evidence, I ran into the store and demanded to see a manager. Immediately a manager approached me and asked if she could assist me with anything. With the sarcastic smile I had on my face, she could already tell that I was going to bring up something that was not good. I told her the situation...even about the "scratch and sniff" issue and she was very apologetic and kind. But because of the mood that I was in, apologies were not the only thing I wanted. So fortunately for her I already had in mind what I wanted and I was determined to get it no matter what.

Danielle (the manager) lead me to the front desk where I told her that I want the same shirt that I had for free, plus 5 shirts and a dress 50% off. so I got everything I wanted for $20 (they gave me a much bigger discount off the clothes) and I walked out of the store somewhat happy but mostly excited to get home to take a shower.

Just so everyone knows. I deeply cleansed my body and I have somewhat recovered from the horrible trauma that I was faced with today. Thank you all for your concerns. This is something I will never forget. EVER.

p.s. a word to the wise, check the inside of your shirts for shit because unfortunately

for people who like to buy clothing,Apparently, the new thing to do is to wipe your children's asses with the inside of new merchandise. If you are one of those people. I secretly hate y

ou because I will be traumatized and effected by this for the rest of my life.