And I'm a tad concerned.
I'm not sure the new facility is going to bode well with my freedom of fashion choices. The cattle have been very respectful of me and all the windows in my apartment. They turn their heads, close their eyes and chew the cud and think nothing less of me should they see any sort of towel headed, fancy underpants go a waltzing. So I'm concerned. But I think I'll get over it, if it's a Starbucks or a DSW.