This past weekend was a major bust on the thrift store front. There was nothing but junk, not even ONE thing mildly interesting enough to take a picture of. I mean come on, I’m still pimping crap picked up from the weekend before.
Blech. So much HATE for when that happens.
More importantly, what the hell is up with people bringing their dogs to Salvation Army? Little Roxy here was a total cutie, very well behaved and friendly – Iggy would have lost his shit if left off the leash in a crowded store full of things to smell and bark at. But still, this is a weird thrifty trend that seems to manifest at the big red SA.