So much for my ideas.
I wanted to buy a number of tie chains for my neckties and searched every jewelry store and nobody needed them. Finally, I purchased three online, which could be sent free, (which always gets my attention) to the closest store, which happened to be in the mall.
I don’t like the mall and decide not to go there if I can help it. When in the mall, I’m usually quite nervous and get confused and don’t know which way I’m going. After I get in, I’m not quite sure how to get out again.
Looking down at the floor when walking I became rather confused and that I happen to become an open door.
My mall savvy isn’t sophisticated at least. I don’t know who Victoria is, I didn’t understand what the shop was all about, but once I got in the shop, I found Victoria’s Secret much to my great embarrassment.
That’s precisely the reason I don’t enjoy going into the malls.
I am not sure how I got from that shop, all I can recall was a wonderful deal of hilarious laughter thrown in my way from inside. I just hope they didn’t recognize me. They probably didn’t, since I had all my clothes on.
It’s been a long time since that episode and I had to go and pick up my purchase. I put together a plan to sneak in quite quietly, pick my order up and tiptoe out as quietly as I came in.
Whether mine was nicely laid or not, it blew up in my head.
I did slip in the mall and found the shop in which my order was. I picked them up and gently turned around and started for the doorway. The way I got turned around is any guy’s guess. Actually, I believe I turned around too many times. For another 15 minutes, I tried to discover the way I came in so I could go out.
I stopped to attempt and get my bearings and in quitting a young girl approached me.
“How do you do now, sir,” she explained most cheerfully.
“And how can you smell now, sir?”
Being in a confused state of affairs, I had no fast return for her. It was then she introduced me to her merchandise.
I have to confess I am not up-to-date with each the body perfumes and lotions that are available now. I shave in the morning, splash some aftershave on my head, rub some deodorant under my armpits and that’s as far as I go.
This young woman took me to get a prospective client of her body lotions and perfumes and lotions. I guess many people are worried about how they smell. I’m none of them.
My basic philosophy along this line is simply, if I can’t stand my own odor, I take a shower. I know when it’s time to have a shower when I could smell myself.
She wanted to introduce me to a body lotions and perfumes and lotions which would make me smell alluring to anyone I met during the day.
Personally, I don’t have a “Windermere Rat Removal” but when I did, this wouldn’t be among the things on it.
Trying to be polite, I advised the young woman I had been late for an appointment and had to get on straight away.
“Oh,” she said quite cheerfully,”this won’t take long at all.”
That said, and before I could process what she said, she started rubbing my face with body ointment or cream of some type. I froze and for a few minutes, I couldn’t even move. Even the little gray cells were shocked into a rare condition of stillness.
“You smell wonderful.”
It was at the time that I retired with honor my gentlemanly manners and began running as fast as I could run without drawing too much attention to myself.
I smelled that”odor” for three days notwithstanding the fact that I took 17 showers in the meantime.