This summer I found myself begrudgingly at The Short Hills Mall in New Jersey. While longing to leave (as I am not a fan of shopping, nonetheless at the mall!), I spotted these men. Why were they at the mall? Something tells me they have female counterparts shopping while they sit as if they are in the waiting room of a doctor’s office waiting for someone to come tell them the diagnosis. My men at the mall diagnosis:
Husband: Bored & Poor. Wife: Who cares! She’s got a whole new wardrobe!