Went to ABC this morning to look for a few shirts—since I had such good luck in Kauai last year—but got super frustrated because everything I liked was too small.
Everyone else in my party found clothes that fit properly immediately.
Ken knew I was down about it and being the good husband that he is , he brought me to Honolua.
Two minutes in, I knew I wasn’t going to have any better luck at this store. I picked up the above shirt and said to Ken, “If this is extra-large, I’m not gonna find anything here either.”
The clerk overheard my desperation and said, “Uh, that’s a child’s shirt.”
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