I got a winter jacket from a work mate. They had went to new york and picked it up on a great deal and I think they decided they did not like it. Its this puffy winter jacket and has this ugly lining but its warm as heck and has lots of pockets so I don’t care how it looks. My guess is they knew I was the one who would not care at all about how it looks. Its falling apart now but my wife has fixed it a few times. She knows how I am about things I like and hate giving them up. I think its actually one of the things she likes about me. I like something and im like linus with his blanket.