Sonofa… After meeting up with the Snook in the city today, I wandered into Grace Bros. (big department store) to look for a new winter coat. I found this great brown suede one lined with wool. I paid for it, got all the way home with it, and only then realized that the dumb saleslady forgot to take off the security tag. I’m afraid that if I try to do it myself it’ll explode with dye or something. (It doesn’t look like one of those tags, but what do I know.) So now I’ve got to go all the way back to the damn store tomorrow and see if they can fix it. What a pain in the bum…

Update: It’s fixed now. I had to go back to the store, but they were fairly apologetic about it. Turns out the old lady that served me yesterday also forgot to tear off some vital UPC tag that they need to keep. I’m standin’ there like, “Has this woman been given ANY training??” Moral of the story: always check your stuff when you leave the store, kids.

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  1. Grace Brothers?
    Are you being served?
    Did you get to see Mrs Slocombes pussy?

    Winter!
    I bet it’s still more like summer ther than it is here…

  2. Jann that just sounded like a Ron Manager ramble. 🙂

    That happened to me in San Fran. I brought a shirt at a shop and they forgot to remove the tag. It was only when I went to another store and it set off their alarm that I realised. Luckily. So I went back and got it removed. As I was leaving the city that day and I would’ve ended up home with a tagged shirt an no way to remove it otherwise.

  3. Just get a pair of pliers and pinch the small nobbly end. Think of the bit that goes through the clothing as a pair of (extremely taught) tweezers with hooks that stick outwards a bit.

    The ink notion is a highly unlikely one. Think of the damage an untrained staffer might do to Donna Karen’s new line…

  4. Jann – I seriously think that to myself everytime I go in there. I’m like, “Where’s Mr. Humphries? Colonel Peacock, I need assistance!” 🙂

    The bitch of it is, I DID set off the alarm when I left the store. It went off for a second, and I stopped to see if anybody would stop me, but no one did so I continued. I chalked it up to my own weird personal magnetic field (which has been known to erase train tickets and trip alarms at random). I wish someone HAD stopped me, since they would have recognized the mistake at once.

    There isn’t a “nobbly end” on this one, as far as I can tell. Do you mean like in England, where they’re kind of cone shaped? This has a plastic bit on the outside, and on the inside it just looks like a brass button. I don’t think there’s really anywhere to grasp. I’m just gonna call them up in the morning and see what they say.

  5. if you have the receipt and tags [still attached] you might be able to get a store closer to you to take it off.

  6. Hmmmmm. I watched this show this week, “Urban Legends” or something like that. OMG, I’m NEVER buying a coat again. Just think of something very EW and that’s it. Not to scare you or anything… 🙂

  7. Mia – What are you talking about? You’re scaring me! 🙂

    I’d already removed the tags, B. (D’oh!) I just called GB and they apologized profusely. I’ve got to go in today so they can fix it. I think they’ve got some special kind of tag or something. *shrug* Eh, whatever.

  8. I’m just going to say, Burlington Coat Factory, woman trying on coat, and baby snakes. Hopefully, you’ll get my drift. 🙂

  9. I just saw that Urban Legends show on TLC–[William Shatner voice] check the pockets, Kris! Check the pockets!

  10. The pockets are fine! I put my hands in the pockets! Of course, I’m never going to try on a coat in the store again thanks to you, but this one is fine. 🙂

  11. LMFAO!!!!!!!!!!

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