Thrift store shopping is the bomb and, in solidarity with Slim Pickens, I ride that bomb every chance I get.

riding the bomb

I have the privilege of being married to an amazing man who seem to be able to do anything with computers but can be less than aware of his surroundings at times.  One day he came home from work and when he took off his jacket, I saw that the sleeve of his long-sleeved shirt looked as if a monster with steel claws had shredded it from elbow to wrist.  In answer to my query of “What happened to your shirt?”, I received a blank look and, “I don’t know.”  He hadn’t even noticed that it had been torn.

Thankfully, Bill doesn’t have to dress up for work and his shirt of choice is the ubiquitous polo shirt.  One of his sisters works for a well-known department store and with her discount, sale shirts come down to between $10 and $20 each.  But when I started shopping at the Salvation Army store (fondly known to our family as “Sally’s”), the price dropped precipitously.  At that time, I was paying $2 or $3 per shirt unless the color of the tag on the shirt was the 50% off color, in which case the price was even less.

The perception of thrift stores is that most things there are old, tired and beat up and there are some pieces of clothing like that.  But these shirts were like-new, some completely new, even to the price tags.  I began bringing home several bags of great shirts for $20 or less.  Bill, however, swore me to silence, enjoining me, “Don’t tell anybody they’re from the thrift store.”  I wasn’t really sure who I would tell, other than some other female friends who might start vying with me for shirts for their husbands, so I readily agreed.  Then he started wearing them to work and getting compliments on them.  Finally, he realized how much I was saving and he was riding the bomb right behind me.  He did however insist on calling them “dead men’s shirts.”  Doesn’t bother me.  It’s a small price to pay, literally and figuratively.  But I may start calling his closet Davy Jones’ Locker.

Comments
  1. that is funny and a great story and lesson.

  2. great story – I like the name: “dead men’s shirt” – very good sense for humor ;o)

  3. Funny story. Funny image! I also dig the loving “dead men’s shirts” name! Along with riding the Big Thrift Store Bargain Bomb. Nice! T.

  4. Hahaha this is a wonderful story. We began shopping the ‘Sally’ and ‘Goodie’ (Goodwill) stores when the girls were in high school our middle daughter was into the “grunge/punk” look I couldn’t stand it but thought I would see what was the draw to these stores. I was amazed, with the variety and price.
    Again a wonderful piece and let Bill know they are not all shirts from ‘the dead poets society’ could be outgrown, regifting etc LOL

    • I know that the ones with price tags aren’t used and even if they are, if they look new, so what? I have better things to spend money on than clothes or at least I can use the money to buy clothes we might need but not be able to find at the thrift stores.

      There’s a chain of stores called Clothes Mentor, the women’s branch of Once Upon a Child and Plato’s Closet, that has name brand, not older than two years, women’s clothing as well as shoes, purses, etc. I’ve scored some amazing bargains there, again, some with price tags still attached. Once example–a Black White strapless dress with $125 tag for $25!!

      • WOW ! what an awesome score, that makes the effort worth it 😉

      • Not much effort when the Clothes Mentor in Naperville is only 5 min. max from our house. One just opened on the east side of Cleveland, about 10 min. away, and I found a pair of tall leather boots for $25. 🙂 Well worth the time, although sometimes I’m just not in the mood to look and try things on. I’m sure we’ll be going to the Naperville store over Christmas since both the girls will be home!

  5. Shannon says:

    This always cracks me up!

  6. I think I really like your family.

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