My Limit: Print-on-Demand T-shirts

I do have a limit when it comes to what kind of fast fashion I will purchase, and it is a certain kind of graphic t-shirt.

First, I am super tired of everybody having "merch", and most of it un-unique and totally unnecessary. At the same time, though, I understand the appeal of tangible goods to fanbases that might not otherwise spend money to support your work, but will totally go for the tee (or hoody or hat etc). I have considered getting some of these things. Maybe I've even bought some.

Where I draw the line, though, are these printed t-shirts with just a rectangular image or photo on the chest or back. Just ... a big rectangle. It's like the laziest, ugliest, stupidest fucking thing to put across your boobs and such a shitty waste of money and sweatshop labor and materials and resources and body space.

The only exception to this is if it's a knockout print, like where the graphic is a rectangle BUT the background and many (preferably MOST) of the rectangle's edges are the (unprinted) color of the fabric of the shirt. Usually these are one-color graphics. I think these are called knockouts, but I'm not 100% sure and I'm too lazy to look it up. But I promise you, if I were to sell shirts and whatnot, I WOULD ABSOLUTELY VERIFY THE BASICS OF THIS KIND OF THING FIRST.

Obviously the "problem" is people using on-demand print and clothing sales platforms who do not have even the slightest concept of printing or style or JFC any basic good taste. But then I see people who absolutely do have enough of an eye and background in art and composition and shit selling this crap and OMG it's like fingernails on a chalkboard to me visually.

I'll admit, though, sometimes I'm fucking tempted to see how this shit sells. Just ... print a fucking picture I've snapped on a white fucking t-shirt and call it good. {{{shrug}}}

Shitty Receipts with USELESS Information

So we're in an era where

1. we pay for things with plastic (and we have LOTS of different cards)
2. STORES PRINT OUT "RECEIPTS" THAT ARE AS LONG AS SANTA'S FUCKING NAUGHTY LIST and you need a special trapper keeper to file the fucking things

So how is it that these fucking stores can spew a mile of tape with all kinds of info on it at you BUT NEGLECT TO INDICATE WHICH CARD YOU USED TO PAY FOR YOUR PURCHASE???

Seriously??? What the fuck is wrong with this stupid world? It makes NO MOTHERFUCKING SENSE.

I shouldn't need to log into every single one of my credit card and debit card accounts online to try to cross-reference every fucking purchase in an attempt to figure out which account was charged or debited for my motherfucking  tampons and new shoes and wart removal and what-have-you.

GAH!

I could throw a fucking ticker-tape parade with the vast quantities of yards of receipt-ribbons and coupon bullshit cashiers have handed me in the past month BUT I CAN'T GO TO THE PARADE. Because I have to sit here reconstructing every fucking shopping trip like a super sleuth just to balance my fucking checkbook.

FUCK YOU, stores.

Also: handling those receipts give you fucking CANCER.

Oh god you fuckers please SPARE ME the bullshit about how fucking thankful I should be about how much shopping we get to do and I'm so LUCKY to have so many worthless receipts and there are children starving in Detroit who'd give ANYTHING for my binders full of receipts. SPARE ME. If  you want me to do penance and mortify myself before the blessed virgin saints of poverty FINE but this is NOT the way. I'd rather go make cheese out of monk-smegma in a monastery, and that's saying A LOT considering I'm lactose intolerant.