Boots & Dresses....All-Local Farmers' Market
Viva la difference, I always say.
For reasons known only to himself, my chum Michael elected to wear a floral frock to shop the local farmers' market. He appeared to be bonding with another shopper, a pretty woman also clad in dress and cowboy boots. I was approaching to inquire when I overheard this exchange:
She: I'm a nurse.
Michael: I have a nurse's uniform in my van.