Going out shopping in your PJ's and slippers

[AppleWhiskers]

That's the third time this week, a sighting across 3 towns, nice seasonal tartan numbers with sturdy animal slippers

Best one was in Booths, a family of three resplendent in matching jammies. imagine the pearl clutching at that!

Still, what does it mean exactly? I thought this had died off years ago. If it's happening up here in Booths, maybe it's coming to a Waitrose near you further south any time now..

I don't currently drive so I don't have the luxury of choice, it's rainproof up to the eyeballs up here in storm Darragh.

They might find something to say but so long as you are dressed it won't be, 'Ffs, grotbag, wear some actual clothes'.

How do you know how long it takes others to get dressed?

Don’t you think it’s some kind of Polar Express situation?

We once did this evening out (great fun)
Stopped to get fuel on way home. Wasn’t pay at pump! Obviously I stayed in the car with the children 😁

Maybe he’d run out of shower gel

Was in PJs most of yesterday but pulled on trackies and trainers for a quick trip out to the butchers in the afternoon. No way was I going out in my pyjamas.

Attention seeking? Hilarious.

People walk around my local town practically naked but god forbid I go to the co op in my Grinch pyjamas.

You can now have nothing further to say. You have insulted pyjamas in every possible method

Lazyness. Full stop. The only acceptable people in pyjamas are toddlers, Or maybe kids post swimming lessons. Doesn’t take long to throw in a pair of jeans , and jumper over your pj top.

Thanks for the fedback but i dont go around calling people names because they have pjs on we dont know whats going on with them.

My child's nursery regularly has Pj days.

Il run into a corner shop in lounge pants and a pj top with a coat over.

The only place I went to in proper pj's was the hospital in labour when I went from 0 to 100 very very fast at home

Slovenly and lazy, obviously

You take an eager interest in that gentleman’s pyjamas.

If up north defo go in, they sell loads of locally sourced food, can recommend fairham gin and the Strawberries in summer are divine.

Many years ago, one of our school mums worked night shifts as a nurse, and she would drop the children off from her car, in her PJs, and go home to bed. But she wore a coat and shoes, and was properly dressed to collect them. We all thought it was eminently sensible.

Best one was in Booths, a family of three resplendent in matching jammies. imagine the pearl clutching at that!

It wouldn't happen in Booths near us! Morrisons or Aldi nearby, but never in Booths!

It’s completely skanky.

It’s almost like advertising your trampiness

Meh. Why is it skanky? They could be clean pyjamas. Everyone else could be in three day old clothes.

I've been known to get home, have a bath and get into my pjs only to realise we're out of milk. More than happy to throw on a long coat, a pair of shoes and pop to the Local. That said, I tend to wear slouchy pjs that look like loungewear but couldn't give a monkeys what anyone thinks about it.

I'd draw the line at a dressing gown though.

who that know what his pyjamas have been can help feeling an interest in them ?

Well I would never venture so far up north to go to a Booths!! God forbid! I’d assume that all of the patrons were wearing some form of slobby attire so it wouldn’t surprise me at all.

I was going to say maybe they’ve been on the Polar Express but after reading this perhaps not 😆😆😆

Wow, lucky you! The crème de la crème of society.

Disgusting lazy fuckers. I don't give a shit what's going on their lives, people like this deserve to be judged.

I judge. Too right if its 8pm. Did you put them on especially to go shopping? Or have you Bern in them all week? Do they get surgically peeled off once a month? What's the point of slippers you go upside in? Did you get the bus? Did you walk? Do you wear shoes inside? Are slippers for outside?

I was in police station reporting a crime and someone came in pjs, nightgown at 11pm asking if they had her 9 year old as the neighbours saw them talking to him. And I thought bad things about her. I doubt she gave a fig. As do they women out shopping in pj, furry sliders and a stained nightgown at 8pm. They don't care. I'm just grateful I don't have to get close enough to see if they smell fusty. They look fusty.

I think going downstairs in my pyjamas is uncomfortable, leaving the house is inconceivable - unless it’s on fire.