I am grateful for nearly 20 years of service from my favourite old green corduroy blazer. My brother bought it from a thrift store for $3 and he gave it to me sometime in the 90s because of my superior fatness (it was too big for him). I’ve worn the heck out of it; having had it repaired here and there many times. It’s now threadbare in places. I loved that thing, but I’m afraid the latest tear is the last straw.
I am grateful for a helpful salesperson who found me a green corduroy blazer, on sale, at another store and is having it shipped to me from Ottawa.