Fear and loathing in the lingerie department
So last weekend I went to Macy's to shop for a new bra. I was in the fitting room trying a few on when I heard what sounded like someone dying or coughing up a lung. Actually it sounded closer to that sound old men make when they're trying to work up a really good spit. That much phlegm should not be present in a changing room. I really hope that woman bought everything she spit on.

And if that wasn't frightening enough, as I was making my back across the department, I saw Dr. Phil's new line of "body shapers" (or in Bridget-speak, scary stomach-holding-in panties). Wrong, just wrong on so many levels.

And Then Some Reader Poll
So, let's say your job was sucking in such a righteous manner that your editor gave everyone an extra week vacation (to use this year or next) just to thank you for sticking around. How would you use it? Keep in mind that I am also very close to earning a free flight with my frequent flier miles.