Didn't know where to post this, so here it is ... it's not sucky so much as a bit ... creepy, IMO. (Disclaimer: I have no children.)
I'm in the bank today and in front of me there's a mom with a boy in a stroller and two girls. The girls are wearing identical dresses, but one has noticeably darker hair. They are both wearing sandals, very similar but not 100% identical. One is 5 and the other 7. The difference in size isn't enough to be striking, particularly as they are doing different things (e.g. one sitting, one wandering around; or both wandering around, but not together).
Woman behind me strikes up a conversation with mom, asking are they twins, etc. A bit of chitchat reveals that the girls' near-identical clothing is ... on Daddy's orders. Mom says something to the effect of, "He really doesn't like it when they don't match."
Me: (thinks) ... WTF ...
I'm in the bank today and in front of me there's a mom with a boy in a stroller and two girls. The girls are wearing identical dresses, but one has noticeably darker hair. They are both wearing sandals, very similar but not 100% identical. One is 5 and the other 7. The difference in size isn't enough to be striking, particularly as they are doing different things (e.g. one sitting, one wandering around; or both wandering around, but not together).
Woman behind me strikes up a conversation with mom, asking are they twins, etc. A bit of chitchat reveals that the girls' near-identical clothing is ... on Daddy's orders. Mom says something to the effect of, "He really doesn't like it when they don't match."
Me: (thinks) ... WTF ...
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