As stated, these cheap Tesco jeans are far superior in both cut and quality as the Gap ones I had. I'm with the hooves, it's all branding bullocks.

I wear out at the knees, what does that tell you eh?

nick_md wrote:

I wear out at the knees, what does that tell you eh?

That I'm looking forward to catching up over Xmas?

You must get the cheap knock off Primark stuff over there.

That's what we send to the brits.

Dante, I’m with Kow. I’ve had two pairs of Primark jeans for work, and they’re fucking indestructible. Good, thick, hardwearing denim, while still comfortable. The first pair I bought in 2010, they’ve been through attics, crawlspaces, a few fights, and they’re still alive. They were so good, that’s why I bought a similar pair for my current post.

I’m sure you can get shit jeans at Primark, but the quality has little/nothing to do with the price you pay or the label.

I've genuinely no idea where you found those. I would go through a pair every 2-3 months over the course of about 5 years. I bought a pair of Levi's and they lasted 3 years before any damage - which was to the knee, on the knee I would kneel down on when changing shelves at work.

Only reason anybody gives a fuck about Levis's is those launderette ads from the 80s. Levi's suddenly became a thing.

Yeah that kind of thing annoys me too, particularly when people are angry and shouty and then say sorry, it's because they're busy. So what if you're busy?

DPD.

I’m wearing a pair of Wranglers right now. If my mum ever bought branded jeans for us when I was growing up, they were Wranglers.

I have a confession to make; the ones I’m wearing are very, very slightly stretchy. You can’t tell from looking at them, and it makes me feel like an old duffer who buys comfortable slacks from Cotton Traders, but they really are a good fit.

Honestly, it's a hipsters paradise this place.

It's rice in the ailments thread.

Liveinadive wrote:

Apparently Wrangler are the best and still worn by actual rodeo guys.

They were until a few years ago when they replaced my favourites with elastane ones. Good comfort-fit jeans are hard to find these days. I've a few pairs of Lees put aside, but they're not as tough as my old Wranglers. None of the others I've tried fit properly, 'cause my legs are quite big in comparison to my waist. Regulars are skinny on me.

So yesterday, we finished at lunch time and, as is traditional, a bunch of us from work hit a local public house (let’s call it the Vandling Brilla) for some drinking and merriment. We’ve been going there for years, generally we commandeer a small section as most (about 12) of us are there for the duration with others coming and going throughout the afternoon/evening. 

We were there about two hours yesterday when a barmaid came over and plonked a freshly printed ‘reserved for Rebecca from 4:30’ sign on our table. “What’s that about” we politely enquired. “Someone’s just booked it online” she said, and waddled off. “Fuck that” we collectively declared, and ditched the piece of paper somewhere under a nearby chair. She returned later and basically told us off for losing the sign. “It fell off” we said. Anyway, nobody showed up to try and shift us so we continued on with our festive bants. 

Then a new, freshly printed reserved sign was presented to us. This time it was for a 5:30 slot, different person. We ditched that too, but then an irate barman came over, admonished us for upsetting the barmaid earlier and said we’d have to shift, the table had been booked. After some failed attempts at getting him to see how unreasonable it was to book a table from under a big group who planned to be there for the duration we upped sticks and went to a different establishment. 

Absolutely ridiculous. Not going there again.