Getting home from a long day at school at BYU, my buddy Mark came and plopped down next to me on the couch. His pants seemed different. Out-of-place. Form-fitting. Being a great friend, I went ahead and told him:
"Nice pants, did you get them at Roxy?" I said, chuckling slightly to myself at my own wit.
In response, he just looks over and says, "Nice pants, did you get them at Baby Gap?"
If bewilderment has a facial expression, my face was setting the standard. Of course, my other four roommates are already high-fiving Mark.
My mind is racing, searching for any other retailer more embarrassing than Baby Gap. And it's still searching, almost two years later.
Unfortunately, timeless quips have a way of sticking. So my nickname will be "Baby Gap" until I come up with an equally amazing comeback. So if you want to do a kind act of service today, please just think of a store worse than Baby Gap and help a brother out.