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Shoved into a little corner with some crappy curtain to hide you modesty. Whilst you confumble about trying to get changed in the tiny area whilst you admire your non-matching socks and underwear. The bright white lights and numerous mirrors seem to make you look like a pale skinned, blood shot eyed, spotty... person.
Then you have to go through the usual rubbish of trying things on, most of which you hate but you need to buy anyway. And the sizes vary from everywhere, 30" Long there, 34" Short there. Bah
Though I did get some lovely socks.
I always feel as if there is someone watching and laughing in a perverted way.
I look like those indie gobshites but cooler and less scarf.
> EDIT: You've been warned!!? What have you been up to?
Swearing, apparently.
But my swear words pwn all. Cockshank etc.
oops.
Facists the lot of 'em.
I'd need an XXL to fit my ...
[S]sorry
EDIT: You've been warned!!? What have you been up to?
Door = good.
Big holes in doors = bad.
Although, the male changing rooms were closed, so I was in the ladies' "undergarments" rooms. Which was nice.
'Tis only trousers I hate buying.
Anything else you can pretty much try on there and then, or I can just get a small and it'll fit my nicely.
Yeah, I feel pressured and just want to get the hell home. I was looking in a few shops for trousers... everywhere just sells the same crappy style of jeans.
I HATE trying new stuff on with a vengence. As well as being too long or too short a size 12 in one pair of jeans is never the same as a size 12 in another.
I like to shove several items on the credit card and try them on at home at my leisure then just take back what I don't want.