What was supposed to be a five minute stop into our Tuxedo Rental place to drop of a groomsman's out of town measurements turned into an hour long debacle.
I don't blame the people working there as much as the man trying on a tux, being difficult, not allowing them to help any of the other customers in the store. I understand that people are particular (heck, we are) but why do you need to have a ten minute whiny conversation about the shoes? They're shoes! They're black. They have laces. You put them on and they protect your feet from the elements. And when that was done he started on the suspenders.