XS: XTREME skinniness

Perhaps it's premature to post my observation of this phenomenon seeing as I've worked a total of two shifts at Podiatry, but I will comment on it briefly and flag it as something to gauge as I continue my travail: there is an abundance of LITTLE clothes at Podiatry.

Having completed the restocking task an incredible and noteworthy TWO TIMES, I notice that the most common size that I am folding or re-hanging is XS: extra small.  Furthermore, there seems to be an abundance of the XS and S sizes on display or available for pickin' up.  Not to mention that the common means of stacking clothing items or arranging them on a rack (in all stores) is to put the XS on top/at the front and follow with the progressively larger cuts.  This means that the XS is always staring you in the face when you regard a pile of clothes or approach a stand-alone rack.  If you want the XL, you are forced to demolish the carefully constructed mountain of folded clothes in order to reach your goal; if you want an XS, you just grab and go.

Yesterday, I attended (while remaining suspicious of her every move, of course) to a lil' thing in the fitting room who when I asked, "Mrs. Bratwurst, how are things going?  Can I get you another size?" responded with, "Why yes, Nelson.  I need one size down in this top."

I frantically ripped my walkie-talkie from its resting place in the waist of my jeans and radio-ed a CODE RED to Bad Bad Leroy Brown.  "Get you ass in here, Leroy, we got a customer WHO NEEDS SOMETHING, PRONTO!"  Minutes later Bad Bad Leroy Brown returned with an XS in the top which fit Mrs. Bratwurst perfectly.  I complimented her, saying that it was a perfect "fresh" look for spring adding also that it seemed "playful" without being "immature."  She said, "Yeah, it's really CUTE."  So much for the intelligent clientele.

Again, I haven't spent many days in the fitting room or in the re-stocking enterprise, but the theme that seems to be emerging is that an abundance of XS people shop at Podiatry and that fewer XLs even dare come in.  I don't think it's so much the case that Podiatry doesn't carry larger sizes; they do. But not as many of those larger sizes are out on the floor because the average lady that comes on in is simply an XS.  She's either of midget proportions, or she's damn skinny.  Nothing wrong with being either of those...just an observation.

Nelson on the other hand, being the aged, solid gentleman that he is, feels like a thick, towering OAF in the midst of all these XS folk.  But I count my stature as a totally useful and intimidating characteristic as I know my Podiatry loyalties will one day require me to tackle would-be-thieves in the parking lot as they attempt to flee with armfuls of giraffe candlesticks and verbena-scented candles.