We were poor growing up and had to save money on clothes.

We used to shop at this small-town donation/secondhand store for clothes growing up. They had this going back to school bundle deal where they put together packages of clothes and supplies for the school year. A few outfits, socks/underwear, notebooks, pens/pencils, etc.

They ones for a couple different age groups. They were wrapped in brown paper to be a sort of mystery grab bag but had written on them with blue or pink sharpie markers boys or girls. My mom told me to grab one for my age group and one for the next two up since they probably wouldn't have this deal again next year.

When we got home, we opened them and realized they were for girls. One of them had boys written in pink, and one had girls written in blue, and the last one said boys written in blue, but all three inside were girl clothes. My mom was furious, she said I should have paid closer attention, that they didn't do returns, and that I would just have to live with it, because we couldn't afford to waste anything.

So, from then into freshman year I wore girl pants, shirts, socks, underwear, rompers, not normally dresses to school but for laundry day at home. When it came time to buy new underwear my mom told me to go grab a few packs at Walmart and not really thinking I went and grabbed girls underwear, similar to what I was use to wearing, and my mom saw and had a sort of weird look on her face when I put them in our cart, but she didn't say anything.

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