On Sunday Ryan and I went over to Plato’s Closet to see if we could sell some of my “name brand” clothing for some extra cash. I thought this was a pretty painless process…boy was I wrong.
First of all, two college guys are working the counter. The process involves them taking each item out of the bag and analyzing it. Not analyze it in the general sense of glancing and the front and back…..I mean they were ANALYZING IT!!!! They are looking for pit stains, deoderant, they check the crotch of the pants for “stuff”, on and on it went. I could feel myself slowly sweating up my current shirt (strike this one for future Plato selling) I was really glad Ryan was with me and I was really glad I looked cute in my Sunday clothes because I started to get this super self-conscious feeling that I must be dirty or smell or have bad taste in clothes. I know this is protocol and for those of you who shop at Plato’s Closet…be assured that you are getting good quality clothes that can only be one year old. I didn’t realize manufacturers changed their labels every year…so a bunch of my stuff that was new or barely worn, but sitting in my closet the last two years…got the boot. I nervously commented, “Boy, you guys get a really fun job!” I was secretly hoping they would reassure me on the cleanliness of my clothes…they just laughed and kept analyzing.
Most of my stuff was just over the age mark. They did not reject anything on “questionable stains or smells.” Ryan and I never spoke while we were going through this humiliating process, until we got to the car. I finally said, “Wow..that was kinda embarrassing!” He said, “I know..they really look stuff over don’t they?” Indeed….
So I walked away with a wopping $13.20 and promptly spent it at Rugged Wearhouse.
I am going to put that on my list of embarrassing moments after Colonoscopy and overflowing Chrissy Aceino’s toilet. Good times!
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ok so now I gotta hear the overflowing toilet story…
I like Wal Mart.
embaarrassing!!! sheesh! (i can hear lots of nervous laughter in that story…i love nervous laughter!)
wow! that is intense. They did the same for me when i went. took just a few things from a HUGE bag and i only got like $11 dang it!
love you!
I once took 3 huge boxes of stuff in there, and they took exactly nothing. You are quite right, it is rather embarrassing.
i went in there one time and the college guys just looked me up and down and told me to leave.
I tried to take some shoes in there one time and the girl was a real you know what to me. I think they kept one of the like five pairs of shoes! It is a used clothing store, right? right?