On Monday morning i strutted down down to Primarkydoodle.
*BTW have you ever noticed how everyone has their own name for Primark.*
I swear that shop is as bad as IKEA ..
once inside you feel like your gonna die if you don't get out..
maybe it's the obstacle course of clothes you have to dodge or the fact that it seems like we're all in a
Video Game...
to get out you have to go up to Level 1...
down to the basement ...
and round the accessories...
before you can advance to the DOOR .
Back to the point
My father and I where in the men's department ... he was grabbing some T-shirts and I got some men's jogging bottoms
*which are ultra comfy for dancing in*
After 10 minutes or so... we surfaced at the door ..
passed the egg 'ed.. screw faced..sted head of a..security guard who thinks he's all bad cause he works in Priiiiiiimark
*AHEM*
To my disbelief there was a Police van parked outside.
So yanno ... my head starts thinking ..
OOoooh Drama 'whats going on whats going on?'
A policewoman walks past me
'escorting a trashy looking woman with the greasiest hair I have ever seen from the building' .
By now I've clicked on that she must have been stealing ..
but I still can't get my head around STEALING FROM PRIMARK
???? PRIMARK ????
What on earth could she have been 'teefing' ?
I bet she was thinking in the back of that police van
''Damn, I should have just paid the 10p''.
My dad said 'you'll be surprised what desperate people will do'
She couldn't have been that desperate, or else she would have scraped together the change you find around the house, and just bought that outfit.
Thinking about it, nowadays people should not look like tramps,
unless they are tramps,
but even the tramps are wearing decent clothes.
A couple of months ago, my mum and I saw a little girl walking in town with holes in her shoes
..ironically she was shopping with her sister..
yet nobody thought to buy her some shoes.
I don't even understand why Cheapmark have sales .
Not that I'm complaining cause buying a £5 dress makes us all
feel all warm and fuzzy inside !
Still Aspiring
*BTW have you ever noticed how everyone has their own name for Primark.*
I swear that shop is as bad as IKEA ..
once inside you feel like your gonna die if you don't get out..
maybe it's the obstacle course of clothes you have to dodge or the fact that it seems like we're all in a
Video Game...
to get out you have to go up to Level 1...
down to the basement ...
and round the accessories...
before you can advance to the DOOR .
Back to the point
My father and I where in the men's department ... he was grabbing some T-shirts and I got some men's jogging bottoms
*which are ultra comfy for dancing in*
After 10 minutes or so... we surfaced at the door ..
passed the egg 'ed.. screw faced..sted head of a..security guard who thinks he's all bad cause he works in Priiiiiiimark
*AHEM*
To my disbelief there was a Police van parked outside.
So yanno ... my head starts thinking ..
OOoooh Drama 'whats going on whats going on?'
A policewoman walks past me
'escorting a trashy looking woman with the greasiest hair I have ever seen from the building' .
By now I've clicked on that she must have been stealing ..but I still can't get my head around STEALING FROM PRIMARK
???? PRIMARK ????
What on earth could she have been 'teefing' ?
I bet she was thinking in the back of that police van
''Damn, I should have just paid the 10p''.
My dad said 'you'll be surprised what desperate people will do'
She couldn't have been that desperate, or else she would have scraped together the change you find around the house, and just bought that outfit.
Thinking about it, nowadays people should not look like tramps,
unless they are tramps,
but even the tramps are wearing decent clothes.
A couple of months ago, my mum and I saw a little girl walking in town with holes in her shoes
..ironically she was shopping with her sister..
yet nobody thought to buy her some shoes.
I don't even understand why Cheapmark have sales .
Not that I'm complaining cause buying a £5 dress makes us all
feel all warm and fuzzy inside !
Still Aspiring
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