Oooo I Love My Pantalons!

Today at work, an older lady came marching out of the fitting room in a pair of jeans unbuttoned and unzipped revealing a lovely pair of flowery grannie panties. She then annouced that she could NOT wear hipsters. Trying to get over the pantie flashing, I checked out the rise of the jeans. There was a meager 2 or 3 inches between the waistband of the pants and her chest. In an attempt to come up with some sort of response I asked, "How high do you want them?" She said, "Something that goes above my hips!" I told her that I thought those ones did. She again proclaimed that she could NOT wear hipsters and stomped back into the fitting room complaining about not being able to buy normal rise pants. After she left, I checked the jeans. They were a basic fit... as I suspected, Reitmans' highest rise (aka. "normal pants"). *sigh* People need to discover the low rise... and figure out what is and isn't low rise!