So, even though I live in a nice, new, very suburban development (I should probably hate how all the houses look the same, but I can't--I just love the neat-and-tidy feel to the neighborhood) we live down the street from a "commercial district" of sorts. This means that I have to travel six miles to the nearest grocery store, but that the HQ for a major trucking company is just a hopskipjump away.
For as long as I've lived here (one year, eight months) Fox Valley Leather Co. has alternated between only two messages: Short-cuff welding gloves 11.50 and Massive Glove Sale.
And now, one-year and eight months into my life, the building's been torn down.
I guess not enough people needed massive gloves.