Tuesday, November 2, 2010
The Pants Don’t Fit!
Remember when Amway was selling clothes a few years ago?
I bought a swimsuit that was pretty decent so I can say that I actually bought one product that Amway sells that I liked. Hell, I liked that swimsuit so much that if Amway still sold them I might have bought another one.
Not the same story for a pair of pants that Ambot bought for me which I didn’t really want, but you know all the bullshit upline plugs into you about buy from your own store.... I’m a size 6 but depending on the cut I could be up or down a size, so Ambot started with a size 6 pair of pants. Just a regular looking pair of casual pants. May have had a checker or houndstooth pattern to them. I tried them on. Couldn’t fasten them up, too tight in the waist. Ambot sent them back and exchanged for a size 8. Same problem. Too tight in the waist. Couldn’t fasten them. Ambot wants to exchange for the next size up. I tell him forget it. The pants aren’t that great anyway. But he doesn’t listen and one day he presents me with a size 10 pair of pants. I’m not happy but I try them on and like the other pairs they are exactly the same waist size as the other two smaller pairs - too tight and won’t fasten. I tell him there is obviously a problem with Amway’s clothing line. Normally when you buy larger clothing sizes they are, well larger, and a looser fit than the size down. If I put on a size 10 pair of pants normally they’d be sliding right off me. Every single one of these pants had the same waist size that I’m guessing was about a size 2, although as the sizes went up the hips and thighs were roomier.
Um, here’s a big clue Amway. When a clothing size number goes up, all dimensions have to change. You can’t leave the waist a tiny size and make the hips larger as the size numbers go higher. Perhaps this is why Amway is no longer in the business of selling clothing?
But Ambot is determined. He exchanges the pants again and presents me with a size 12. You guessed it, they were too small too. I thought that would be the end of it until he shows up with a size 14.
“Forget it!” I tell him. “I am not going to try those damn pants on again! It doesn’t matter what size you get they’ll never fit!”
Men clearly don’t get it when it comes to women’s clothing sizes.
Finally Ambot gets a clue that I am not going to wear a piece of clothing in the double digit sizes and gets a refund. And our upline loses some bonus points.