Men’s Wearhouse (Or Big Brother?)
Since our engagement announcement was in various newspapers, Andy and I have received three separate mailings from Men’s Wearhouse offering specials on wedding packages. The first time I didn’t mind so much (though I did wonder how they got my mailing address since we’re not supposed to be listed anywhere). When Andy got his, however, he was a bit more bothered (being a retired police officer, it should not be so simple to find out his home address). Now, after receiving the third mailing, I’m getting a little annoyed as well, as it’s becoming intrusive (and was always unwanted – neither of us are wearing tuxedoes, or even suits for that matter).
I wouldn’t mind if there was something of use or value in it, but we have no need for “five paid tuxedo rental packages” in order to choose one of the following: Free Tuxedo, Free Suit, or Free groom’s tux rental. (And who would choose the rental over the free tux? Am I missing something? No, I didn’t read the asterisked fine-print, so maybe the confusion is cleared up there.)
Finally, I guess the reason I’m so offended by the repeated attempts to lure me into the nearest Men’s Wearhouse store (”Across from the Colonie Center” as their note so helpfully informs) is that I’m not a Men’s Wearhouse kind of guy. It’s just not my style. The last time I was in there a few years ago, they didn’t have any flat-front pants with their suits. I’m hopeful things have changed since then, for their sake, but I don’t feel the need to revisit the scene of such a crime.
If anyone has a need for five tuxedo rentals, let me know (that is, if Men’s Wearhouse hasn’t already tracked you down).



