Till We Meet Again

I visited a favorite menswear store of mine over the weekend. It had been a while since I last saw the friendly and helpful staff, and I was looking forward to seeing them and the store's spring wares. Well it was not meant to be. Instead of familiar faces I was greeted by the unfamiliar sight of a locked gate and covered windows. As far as I am concerned, their winter sale had gone too far.

I am now even more appreciative of the few stores left in the city where staff are knowledgable and seek to delight, and the clothes are the class of the city.