So that was embarrassing on a lot of levels for me.

Guy came in for uniform sizing. I work with a bunch of bean poles.

So. He was like "I know to never ask a woman's size, but... How big is your waist? What size pant do you wear?" And I was like "Clearly you don't know women's clothing..."

"How about a 40?" I was like "I like your optimism..." But tried it. Couldn't get it over my thighs. Come out. "I've got a 44? Sorry, I don't have 42..." Dude, I don't think you understand.

So I try a 44. I can zip it as long as I gave no intention of sitting down or having functional pockets.

"46. Are you sure? How about a 1x shirt?" Are they button ups? "Yeah" then give me a 2 like I asked.

"Here's a 1x coat..." I can't even get the zipper latched. Where's the 2? "I guess..."

Watching my coworkers just pull shirts on. I have to keep getting bigger sizes, the sleeves are past my finger tips, but I can't get it to stay buttoned

sigh

Just not what I wanted to deal with

Beh