You never know quite who’s going to be behind the till. On an early venture, I spied a slinky dress in a window that was perfect, and went inside. It was packed with little old ladies rummaging through winter coats, but I apologised my way through the crowd to the cashier and told her I wanted to buy That Dress in the window. She had a mischievous look in her eye.
She opened up the display and shouted back to me, “IS THIS THE DRESS YOU WANT, SIR?”
I was damned if I was going to let her try to out-sass me or try to
make me feel foolish, even in guy mode. So I shouted back with a cheery
smile and a thumbs-up.
“YEP! THAT’S THE ONE! IT’S JUST MY SIZE!”
This is a hilarious post, from Miss Twist. I'm still laughing, and you will be to. Much more in the post, like the quote above. Miss Twist tells you a bit about her fun Shop hopping.
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