Where there’s a will there’s a way…

Ok so have you all read my rant from last week? Well, I have to let you know that my little run-in at the Highland Park Village Banana Republic didn’t stop this shop-a-holic!

“No” was NOT the answer I was looking for, so I decided to take matters into my own hands. After my temporary defeat on Wednesday, I went home and ironed my pants to make them look brand new. I scrounged around and found my receipt and placed the pants, my receipt, the tags, AND buttons in a fancy looking shopping bag and headed out to another Banana Republic.

{Rewind} When I tried to return my pants before, they were somewhat wrinkled in the front and I didn’t have my receipt with me (even though they could look my transaction up on my Banana card.)

So this time I’d done it all right. And apparently the sales associate at the Willow Bend store thought so as well. In no time at all she returned the pants, NO QUESTIONS ASKED!

So there, Banana. Take that.