The perfect black coat

Nooooo, I just found the most beautiful black coat in the world. It was calf length, pretty black wool, button down, and the hood was lined with elegant black fur. It fit me perfectly. I took it up to the register expecting it to be 70% off like the sign above the rack said, but no, it rang up much more expensive. I had the sales clerk come over to where I got it to prove it was 70% off, but the sign had deceived me-- it was "up to 70% off." Now I am depressed, I really liked the coat, but I couldn't justify the expense. If only I weren't so logical all the time; not just with shopping, but with everything in life. Spontatnaity is the spice of life, and I think I am lacking it. My life is dull.