So I bought a new coat today. I've been putting it off for weeks now, but since my old one is held together by a single remaining stitch and a helluva lot of focused willpower. And it's starting to get a bit chilly.
I had a clear idea of what I wanted. Something resembling, as close as possible, a black greatcoat, thick, and long enough to keep my thighs warm. I was aware this wouldn't be cheap, and was reading to pay in the region of £60 for it.
The only coat that was in anyway substantial, was £96. And you know what? Mug that I am, I bloody paid it. I like the coat. I like it a lot. But that doesn't change the fact that it was probably made by an asian child in a sweatshop somewhere, who was paid 2p per case of them. And they have the cheek to charge almost a hundred pounds for it. Of which no one deserving sees more than a few pence.
Still, it will at least last me. I wear clothes til they disintegrate, which doesn't take all that long considering I never pay much for my clothes. But anyway, I just thought I'd share my unreasonable outrage at an unreasonable society
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