So, my daughter went out shopping on Saturday. She wanted to go “thrifting” and find an old man shirt.
My first thought? I have a closet full of ’em…but whatever.
Not a half hour later, she’s texting my wife that she just came across some basketball warmups…with her name on it!
It seems as though they were donated, “accidentally”, the day before and were already on the racks.
You truly never know what you’ll find…and yes, she got them back.
Sidenote: We had a garage sale many years ago and a family bought a whole bunch of concert/band tshirts I had. I kid you not, the same week I saw them all pile out of a station wagon downtown, each wearing one of my shirts! Ver weird.