so here's what's annoying.

You know, because you have been shopping in stores for many years, that if an item is on a hanger with a size on it you should not necessarily trust the hanger. So you consult the tag (as in this case the hanger doesn't even pretend to give a size), and you see that the item is tagged M, and you think, great!, and you buy it.

And then you get home and take it off the hanger and -- thankfully, before removing the tag -- see that the inside of the thing is stamped S.

WHAT THE FUCK, Old Navy. (I mean, okay: Old Navy. But, dudes, it's the stamp-that-used-to-would-have-been-a-tag on the inside and the tag attached to the damn thing. Shouldn't they agree? Am I going to have to start distrusting hang-tags now, too?)

flashback time

Prisoner of Azkaban on the TV tonight while I sit and work on my knitting and things ... and, god, I'd forgotten how much I adore the moment where Snape sees werewolf!Lupin and immediately gets all the kids behind him. ♥ (a lot.)