I hated it when my mom would drag me along to buy new jeans with my older brother Mark.

Haaaaaaaated it.

To this day, I swear, it has to be the most boring thing I’ve ever had to do in my entire life.  There is nothing more mind-numbing in the world than watching your brother try on pair after pair after pair of jeans.  They’re all blue!  Just buy 3 pairs in his size and let’s go!  And trying on pairs for myself was only marginally more interesting.  This was back in the day, when it was a lot safer for kids to play by themselves in the toy department.  I would have killed to be allowed to do that.  But Mom made me stay there and watch, probably because she didn’t want to have to hunt me down when it was my turn.

If I ever do anything more boring than this, I’ll let you know, but for right now, it’s at the top of the list.