So I have a big event approaching for which I will have to wear a suit. Those I have balloon around me satisfactorily due to weight loss. One recommends me to go to a certain store. It is packed with, you know, suits but no people. I am made very welcome.
Charming assistant speaks no English and my Japanese lessons have not yet reached the “how to buy a suit ” chapter. Mime works and soon I am trying on suits that are too small for me. Finally we find one that fits, as far as I know, and I cry, ” Hai!! Aregato gosaimasu.” I hate shopping and have to get out of there.
Things now get strange. The charming assistant suddenly turns into an in-your-face sales-harpie. She keeps bringing out suits and trying to force me to try them on. I am panicky. I want to leave. I do not want to buy another suit. The poor lady is almost tearful on account of my negativity and demonstrates many times on a calculator what a great deal I will get.
Finally – thank God before I become abusive – I realize that I am in a 2 for 1 deal. Having bought one suit, I get another for free. This seems very non Japanese but what do I know.
It also turns out that I get two pairs of trousers with each suit. Expecting to leave with a jacket and a pair of trousers, I, in fact, leave with two jackets and four pairs of trousers.
Have I been ripped off? Do I care?
You can put a goat in a suit but it is still a goat. This costs more than I paid.