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Trac - I've got you there.
The evil ex took me to a January sale in a prestigious store because I'd lost weight.
My (late) Christmas present was supposed to be £200 in clothes.
When I realised the largest size was XL and that was UK size 12 (I was a size 14) I stormed out. I was a mite touchy, but that's what he brought out in me.
Big row and no present afterwards, just the suggestion that I either lost more weight or grew a tougher skin.
I gave up on internet shopping for food when ordering online for EEA.
You could either TICK for alternatives and get the wrong type of coffee or NO and not get any toilet paper, despite ordering twelve packs (it was for the whole office/ workshop). And yes, much of what arrived had a sell-by or use-by date of one day, pointless when the last office delivery was on Friday and the Board Members met on Sunday.
Cheaper (for the company) for me to shop individually, get the freshest things and just charge them for the taxi back to the office.
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