In my 26th year I just now shopped at a K-Mart for the first time. It was bright, a Lupe Fiasco song played at an audible but otherwise inoffensive volume, and the Adam Levine branded clothing was merchandised prominently and frequently. I found what I needed without any hassle and while I was checking out, the cashier complimented my robe-coat from Oak. “I wish I could be in here wearing my house clothes too.” We agreed on the fact that personal comfort is of utmost importance when selecting a day’s look. We also both lamented that the in-store Little Caesars was closing up shop for the night and was no longer Hot nor Ready. I remarked that I didn’t know K-Mart had an Internet cafe in-store. “It’s new,” she explained. We both made a similar a scrunchy face.