"Miss!"
(internal) "Ignore. Ignore."
"Miss!"
I turned around.
The conversation that followed was both awkward and embarrassing. The man and his wife sell girdles. Yes girdles.
And I guess seeing me walk through the parking lot they assumed I might want to lose 2 dress sizes. Ouch.And just in case you think that isn't weird enough, or possibly the male population is jealous of this encounter, not much could have predicted how the conversation ended.
"And me, I am wearing this one right here," points to flyer to male model in a corset. Then he lifts his shirt. He was in fact wearing a girdle. (I expect all readers to have an unturned lip at this point)
It was weird.
ps- if anyone is interested I have Michelle's number, as well as information if you too would like to sell undergarments for some extra cash or feel and innate desire to harass young women.
3 comments:
I am glad you are back! This is so funny, Analee. I know it must have been awful and slightly frightening (and that's just the part where the strange man showed you his girdle). I had a friend in college whose mom tried to sell me diet pills. She said it was because she cared about me. That was sweet.
hmm-what is his number? I could use one!;)
so wierd!
OK, that is just too funny. Awkward, oh yeah, but funny, definitely. I thought of you with a fun "Walmartian encounter" of my own this past week. An "eigty seven and a half" year old woman in a beeping, motorized scooter (on loan from Wal-Mart, of course) called me over at the photo counter and told me I looked like a nice, clean young lady, but I needed to put on some socks - feet were ugly. Apparently my summer dress and kitten heeled sandals weren't to her liking. So much for my newly polished toes. :)
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