I always enjoy the stories that go with these.
Oh, just picked up my husband's pants from the seamstress to repair a small rip in his pocket. Not two hours later, he texts me a pic of the pants he was wearing with a really nice tear in them near the cuff. (A coworker left something not completely put back under his desk, and I think the cuff caught)
My husband's a "bigger" guy, so I can't just drop into Target and pick him up "cheapish" pants. And, I don't know if the pants are salvageable by the seamstress.