i did something really bad last week and i've been paying for it ever since.
i get most of my cloths from one place, a tiny little boutique near my house. the owner is a very lovely girl about my age (goddamn it). i like her because she doesn't follow me around the store pointing at the crap that won't sell and declaring it her favorite item in the store. i also like that she never barges into the dressing room while i'm trying to force my ass into a pair of jeans. she really just sits in the corner and reads her book until she's called upon for advice, at which point she will give you the cold hard truth so watch out.
i had been a very good girl all week and i felt i deserved a new item of clothing of some sort. i picked myself up a delicious tea beverage and headed to my favorite store (girlfriend's having a sale, what a nice surprise!).
i was in the mood to shop. within minutes my arms were completely full of adorable things i might buy. dresses were slung over my shoulder, hangers hooked to my wrists (that hurts), but i kept adding more to the pile, more, more, more! i also happened to have a lid-less chai tea sloshing around in my hand.
i'm very clumsy. i either spill down my chin or fall if i try to walk and drink at the same time. why i thought i could shop and drink will always be a mystery. anyhoo, brown liquid soon completely covered a skirt and a shirt, both white. my eyes darted to the girl in the corner. whew, she didn't see.
i ran to the dressing room to assess the damage, ya it was bad. the skirt i liked and it fit, so i could just buy it. but the dress was terrible and too small. should i buy the dress even though it's expensive and doesn't fit (since i did ruin it)? should i fess up and accept responsibility for my actions? should i point out the stains to her as if i were not the perpetrator (we would probably have a lengthy discussion about bad manners)?
i called my best friend from the dressing room to ask her advice. we discussed the pros and cons of each alternative including any long-term ramifications. in the end i quietly but the dress back on the rack (oozing guilt) and brought to her the items i wanted to buy.
you think i'm a terrible person? well get this, when she saw the stain on the skirt i was buying she insisted on giving me 75% off! i tried to argue that it would be easy to get the stain out and it was no big deal, but she was steadfast and the more i protested to the more guilty i seemed. oh god.
so i paid and ran out of there. now my karma is stalking me (rightly so, i know). so far i've lost a very nice pair of sunglasses and a blockbuster movie, i broke a wine gobblet, the light on my cell phone went out, i've broken out in a rash on my face, i fell full on my ass three times at work on sat night, and i keep finding bugs in my apartment.
i'm scared.
i get most of my cloths from one place, a tiny little boutique near my house. the owner is a very lovely girl about my age (goddamn it). i like her because she doesn't follow me around the store pointing at the crap that won't sell and declaring it her favorite item in the store. i also like that she never barges into the dressing room while i'm trying to force my ass into a pair of jeans. she really just sits in the corner and reads her book until she's called upon for advice, at which point she will give you the cold hard truth so watch out.
i had been a very good girl all week and i felt i deserved a new item of clothing of some sort. i picked myself up a delicious tea beverage and headed to my favorite store (girlfriend's having a sale, what a nice surprise!).
i was in the mood to shop. within minutes my arms were completely full of adorable things i might buy. dresses were slung over my shoulder, hangers hooked to my wrists (that hurts), but i kept adding more to the pile, more, more, more! i also happened to have a lid-less chai tea sloshing around in my hand.
i'm very clumsy. i either spill down my chin or fall if i try to walk and drink at the same time. why i thought i could shop and drink will always be a mystery. anyhoo, brown liquid soon completely covered a skirt and a shirt, both white. my eyes darted to the girl in the corner. whew, she didn't see.
i ran to the dressing room to assess the damage, ya it was bad. the skirt i liked and it fit, so i could just buy it. but the dress was terrible and too small. should i buy the dress even though it's expensive and doesn't fit (since i did ruin it)? should i fess up and accept responsibility for my actions? should i point out the stains to her as if i were not the perpetrator (we would probably have a lengthy discussion about bad manners)?
i called my best friend from the dressing room to ask her advice. we discussed the pros and cons of each alternative including any long-term ramifications. in the end i quietly but the dress back on the rack (oozing guilt) and brought to her the items i wanted to buy.
you think i'm a terrible person? well get this, when she saw the stain on the skirt i was buying she insisted on giving me 75% off! i tried to argue that it would be easy to get the stain out and it was no big deal, but she was steadfast and the more i protested to the more guilty i seemed. oh god.
so i paid and ran out of there. now my karma is stalking me (rightly so, i know). so far i've lost a very nice pair of sunglasses and a blockbuster movie, i broke a wine gobblet, the light on my cell phone went out, i've broken out in a rash on my face, i fell full on my ass three times at work on sat night, and i keep finding bugs in my apartment.
i'm scared.