I went shopping with my mom and my two sisters today. Boy was that something. We first were browsing around, buying whatever was not expensive and what we "needed", until we hit a shoe store and suddenly my mom remembered that my grandpa's birthday party is next month, and that we (or I, in that case) needed to buy some dress shoes, nice clothes, etc. for the occasion. So that was what we did. For the following two and a half hours.
I didn't realize how similar my older sister and I looked until we were in Nine West. My older sister had found a pair of shoes she liked and was waiting for an employee to give her a proper size. Meanwhile, I picked up a random shoe and got an employee to get me a pair in size 7 1/2s, because she caught me right when I was looking at the shoe, and I didn't realize that I didn't want to try on that shoe. When she left, though, I inspected the shoe further and realized that I had picked up the mother of all terrible shoes. Ok, maybe they weren't that bad. But still.
So, I was waiting for her to return, standing where I was when she left, when she comes out and ... walks up to my sister. And then says "sorry, we only have these in size 7." I watched my sister say "oh, that's ok," before looking at the shoes, a "what-the-hell-those-aren't-the-shoes-I-picked" expression forming on her face. At that point I had already started walking towards them. Right when I said "oh, those were mine", the employee looks at me. And then at my sister. And then at me again. Then takes a double take.
"Oh my god, I'm sorry!" She exclaims, slightly embarrassed. "Are you twins? No wait, just sisters! Oh ..." She then gives me the shoes while we laugh it off awkwardly. I had her get me a larger size, then two different sizes for another shoe before deciding that I didn't want to get any at all. Not on purpose, though! We ended up not getting anything from there at all.
I did, however, realize that I never want to work in a shoe store.
listening to: myriad harbour - the new pornographers (x8)
I didn't realize how similar my older sister and I looked until we were in Nine West. My older sister had found a pair of shoes she liked and was waiting for an employee to give her a proper size. Meanwhile, I picked up a random shoe and got an employee to get me a pair in size 7 1/2s, because she caught me right when I was looking at the shoe, and I didn't realize that I didn't want to try on that shoe. When she left, though, I inspected the shoe further and realized that I had picked up the mother of all terrible shoes. Ok, maybe they weren't that bad. But still.
So, I was waiting for her to return, standing where I was when she left, when she comes out and ... walks up to my sister. And then says "sorry, we only have these in size 7." I watched my sister say "oh, that's ok," before looking at the shoes, a "what-the-hell-those-aren't-the-shoes-I-picked" expression forming on her face. At that point I had already started walking towards them. Right when I said "oh, those were mine", the employee looks at me. And then at my sister. And then at me again. Then takes a double take.
"Oh my god, I'm sorry!" She exclaims, slightly embarrassed. "Are you twins? No wait, just sisters! Oh ..." She then gives me the shoes while we laugh it off awkwardly. I had her get me a larger size, then two different sizes for another shoe before deciding that I didn't want to get any at all. Not on purpose, though! We ended up not getting anything from there at all.
I did, however, realize that I never want to work in a shoe store.
listening to: myriad harbour - the new pornographers (x8)
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