Shopping Surprise
I was just at the mall. Wondered aimlessly for almost 2 hours for reasons I shall not disclose. However, let it be known that I was extremely pissed. Walking around continuously for 2 hours straight isn't the best feeling in the world. At the end of it, I could hardly feel my legs anymore.
As I was walking, suddenly this little girl brushed against me. I turned to look at her and immediately she burst into tears and started wailing at the top of her lungs.
Stunned, the first thought that came to my mind was -
"Not another illegitimate child!"
Thankfully her mom turned up not too long after that and that possibility was ruled out.
Next, I went into U2 to feast my eyes on the latest collection. Actually I went in because there was a big sign annoucing a "SALE, up to 50%".
So there I was, happily scrutinising the green polo and looking for any indication if it was on sale when suddenly this woman spoke to me. Thinking it was an overly helpful salesperson, I turned only to be asked a completely unexpected question.
"Can I have a size L?"
I really didn't know whether to laugh or be indignant. In the end, my sense of humour prevailed and I broke into a big grin, "I don't work here."
Boy, she ran so fast across the aisle that I wouldn't be surprised if she left skid marks, lol.
First, mistaken for a young father. Then a sales assistant. What next? Celebrity??
As I was walking, suddenly this little girl brushed against me. I turned to look at her and immediately she burst into tears and started wailing at the top of her lungs.
Stunned, the first thought that came to my mind was -
"Not another illegitimate child!"
Thankfully her mom turned up not too long after that and that possibility was ruled out.
Next, I went into U2 to feast my eyes on the latest collection. Actually I went in because there was a big sign annoucing a "SALE, up to 50%".
So there I was, happily scrutinising the green polo and looking for any indication if it was on sale when suddenly this woman spoke to me. Thinking it was an overly helpful salesperson, I turned only to be asked a completely unexpected question.
"Can I have a size L?"
I really didn't know whether to laugh or be indignant. In the end, my sense of humour prevailed and I broke into a big grin, "I don't work here."
Boy, she ran so fast across the aisle that I wouldn't be surprised if she left skid marks, lol.
First, mistaken for a young father. Then a sales assistant. What next? Celebrity??
You were NOT mistaken as a young father, just your active imagination. And, not something that I'm proud to admit, I've been mistaken for sales assistant or waiter many times too. About being mistaken as a celebrity, dream on.
Sorry to burst your bubble. Better luck next time when you're actually more famous and richer.
Posted by
Anonymous |
Wednesday, February 01, 2006 5:12:00 pm
lol, it's posts like these that i'm glad nobody reads my blog.
Posted by
loopy |
Thursday, February 02, 2006 3:28:00 pm
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