The Parka

We touched down in Alaska safely.  I brought my heaviest coat.  I'll be honest, my heaviest coat is not that heavy.  I don't like looking fat when I'm not so I'd rather be cold than wear a big coat.

When I went to the airport, it was clear I wasn't going to be going many places dressed as I was.

One of the airline workers laughed at me.  "Honey, if you're going to be trudging around here this time of year, you're going to need a parka."

After she walked away, I turned to Bill and said, "Where am I going to find a parka?"

"At at store, I guess."

I felt sick to my stomach.  I absolutely did not want a parka.  But I didn't want to freeze either.

We had a taxi driver take us to a store and there I found a parka.  I bought a black one since black is slimming.  I could not believe the price, however.  I'm so glad I had spending money as part of my prize package but I didn't expect to spend it on something so hideous.