The Male Shopper

The Male Shopper

A truly rare species, yet most dangerous. Specializing in the art of slow, third degree torture, he might bore you to death, no matter how wonderful the mall. He tries clothes that you wouldn’t ever look at, and buys clothes which are bad and expensive. All this is bearable. The trick is to do all this in the long span of a week, and each outing lasting at least 2 hours. Have you seen the insides of a male clothing store? All the clothes look old and boring and they scream “lack of style” yet.. no matter how expensive they are… people buy them. Of course there is good stuff too, but our male shopper is allergic to good paisa vasool clothes. He likes looking weird. The salesmen are like the Spider, come to my home screaming types. You try on a rag and they make you Mr. Universe, do you realize, that Mr. Universe is never an Indian. Yet the male shopper buys it. But, the process takes 2x7 hours, and long arguments with mummy. I don`t understand why the people who augur the growth of this species, i.e, male clothing salesmen, don’t bother having some good clothes in their stock. Why can’t the store have female clothing as well so that we don’t suffer. Why do they have so many similar looking shirts. Men are cruel, they like and propagate bad clothing. Women are patient, mummy still lets Shanky shop. But I will take a stand, I will not accompany this dangerous species to any of his further torture sprees and I will buy a new dress. Because I buy good clothes.

For further references:
Shanky
Mickey

Dedicated to,
Shanky

Note: Mickey is yet to make me suffer.