You've Got Questions, We've Got Savers

I realize I haven't blogged in about 20 days. Get over it.

Moving on, I woke up on January the first beneath a Fooseball table. While I was gazing at a tan carpet, I realized that I started the first day of a new decade under a Fooseball table, which I can't imagine being a bad omen. While I stared at the carpet, I realized just how quickly life goes by. I'll be turning 20 in July and 10 years from now I'll be 29, which scares the begeezus out of me. I could be married and have kids by then. This is frightening. Anyways what I took a moment to think about while trying to figure out what happened the previous night, was just how simple things in life can mean a lot to some people and little to others. This being said, I realized that I appreciate the thrift store Savers a lot, and I appreciate questions quite a bit. Let me explain.


Savers is the most underrated store on the planet. What's that old expression? One man's trash is another man's treasure? Well that applies here in the utmost way. In case you haven't been blessed enough to shop at Savers, it goes like this: people donate used or unwanted or just hideous clothing they no longer want, and people (true bargain hunters) shop to get extremely low prices. I'm talking shirts for a 3 bucks, hats for 2 bucks, jackets for 8 bucks, the list is endless. Now, although I'm very happy with the concept of prices so low that it even shocks Walmart, this isn't the beauty of Savers. The beauty is the hidden gems that you find there. Apparently, or what I'm told, Savers keeps the same clothes in the store for about a week, and then they are shipped out to a different branch. Therefore, the same used clothes aren't sitting around year after year, so the element of surprise is always there. You will never know what you will stumble upon when you enter Savers. The next part is the selection. I have rofl'd at Savers numerous times because of some of the awful t-shirts I've seen. I once saw a size XXXXXL t-shirt that was black, but it just had the word "Brown" on it. Why would this shirt ever be made? What could it possibly mean? I've gotten throwback player t-shirts of Mark McGwire from the St. Louis Cardinals, Chris Osgood on the New York Islanders, a Brian Leetch authentic Rangers jersy, a Detroit Red Wings hat that looks as if it was given to their first round draft pick in 1992 (ends up it was Darren McCarty by the way) and each of these items for under 5 dollars! My buddy Kyle Towne has made out like a bandit at Savers. He is the proud owner of a John Starks Knicks Jersey, a Finding Nemo Disney On Ice hat, a olive green Hugh Hefner smoking jacket, a Jose Canseco Red Sox player tshirt and other items that all wardrobes should be jealous of. Another great part of Savers are the coincidences. I have three good friends at PC who attended Chaminade High School in Long Island, and since their school is so popular and has a great lacrosse team, I always say how great Chaminade is and that I love it and it's the greatest high school ever. Well, this past summer, due to Savers, I became the proud owner of a Chaminade Wrestling track jacket. How is this possible? This high school that I joke about wishing to have graduated from has a wrestling track jacket at Savers? Fast forward to two weeks later, and of course, I find a gray Chaminade Lacrosse tshirt, where on the back it tells me to "Be The Best". Savers is a slice of Heaven. You can't go wrong at Savers. I even bought a Christmas sweater with Andrew "Danger" Chace before attending a Yankee Swap at my friend Taylor Cotter's house, and the sweaters were a hit. When you mix used clothing, hidden treasures, coincidences, and motivation through one store, you know you're on to something. I appreciate Savers probably more than I should, but that's besides the point.


Questions are a different ball game. I appreciate questions while most people just don't care to think about them. I appreciate questions because there is no limit as to what can be asked, and there is always an answer to every question (whether or not the answer is a good answer is a different thing, but even saying 'I don't know' is still an answer). The most interesting question I've ever been asked was by 9 year old Nicholas Dirskmeier. Nick is my the son of my Dad's business partner, and one day he came to work in the warehouse to harass me. He had a few wrestling figures and was playing on top of this movable staircase that is used to reach the highest shelves in the warehouse. I was minding my own business, packing some Snuggies in a j-13 box when Nick asks me "Hey Jim, would you like to watch your own death?" Obviously I was interested, because this was a disturbing question that just came out of a 9 year old's mouth. Did he know the way I was going to die? Was he bluffing? Was he going to kill me? Of course I told him yes, and this is when he proceeded to throw down a John Cena action figure down about 30 feet from the top of the staircase, down onto the concrete floor. I found out that day that I my head and right arm will tear off my body when I fall from those stairs. What a way to go. Thanks Nick. Questions can be used to make stories, reveal information, attain knowledge, pass time and help people understand others better. I like it when people ask me interesting questions, because it can be a challenge to answer them, and I can say whatever I want, and sometimes the person asking the question would have no idea if I was being truthful in my answer. I was a smartass when I was 14-15ish. Myself and the Rizzini brothers once asked a Abercrombie & Fitch employee why their jeans were ripped. We got a response of "I don't know", which can't really be too good for the company. If I knew a girl who wasn't the sharpest crayon in the tin, I would go out of my way to ask her stupid and awkward questions just to pass time. People must have hated me in Middle School.


I want to be interviewed someday, but I want it to be the most random interview in the world. Just imagine the possible questions that could be asked. In fact, I'm going to leave you with some great questions to think about. Who invented the question mark? Why did Michael Jackson have to die? Now that she's dead, does this mean I can't marry Brittany Murphy? Have you ever seen a sheep in a pasture? What ever happened to the girl who played Sabrina the Teenage Witch? Why are you reading this blog? Why do stamps keep going up in price so often? Does McLovin' become popular post-Superbad? Dude, where's my car? What time is it? What do we call the past decade when we reference it (I say we start calling it the O's, as in O-nine, O-eight, etc.)? What does the f2 key on my laptop do? Why did Hitler become so mean? How's Lil Jon doing? How about the Eastside Boyz? Why has wrestling sucked ever since 2003? Will Danny Allen ever smile? Would you like fries with that? Is Megan Fox overrated? Why couldn't Lindsay Lohan have just stayed the way she was in the Parent Trap (you know, normal)? How tall is Shawn Johnson? Are you there God? It's me, Margret. Who is the next big celebrity to kick the bucket (my money is on Amy Winehouse)? Was Whinnie the Pooh a boy or a girl, and why was Eeyore so depressed? Do you wanna dance?