I don’t know what is wrong with my part of the country, but whichever clothes store you go to you find clothes in XXL size and sometimes by some mistake in L size too. Now don’t think that people here are ALL large framed. Actually its quite the opposite. Majority is in small or extra small or even in XXS size. Then why this XXL? I have serious doubt whether its some government proposal to improve health by making people grow to fit the size of the clothes.
To the tragedy of a small framed girl, I rarely come across clothes my size. Wandering among rails of too large clothes with obvious unhappiness on my face thinking of my fate and resolving to grow fat as soon as possible I reach the kid’s section. To add to my depression sometimes even the clothes meant for 13 year olds do not fit me.
No wonder these clothes do not sell out, I thought. You know grapes are sore at times.:P
The sales girl was eyeing me. Maybe my embarrassment written in capitals across my face and looking around to make sure no one I know is there made her think, huh maybe, am a kid’s clothes mafia or something!
So quite out of place I tell her I need clothes for my 10 year old niece. I finally find a jacket which is my ultimate perfect fit.Well, the kid elements to it, huh, I will have to do my special tearing off tailoring from home. Unable to contain my huge urge to try it on I blurted out with my best puppy face, “Can I try it on?”.
But the puppy face didn’t work. Perhaps cause she is also a girl and knows the trick very well. What more, she had this gleam in her eyes as if she just investigated a forensic case single handedly!
Smug, in this case her though!
Decidedly and determinately with all the power in her authority she let out a big, stern NO.
My bad, what else, I spontaneously asked, “Why not?”.
She said that the jacket was meant for kids and that I may stretch it and damage it. How rude!
I don’t exactly know who between us was louder but people started stopping by. I smiled at them. You know the ‘I can handle it on my own, thankyou’ smile, thinking that they will go away but they didn’t.
“But it will fit me”, I said.
“No, it won’t”, she retorted.
She started to snatch it back from me. I got furious and I declared to my audience “I am buying it” with a ‘Ha-ha, you can’t stop me now’ look at the salesgirl. Triumphantly I bought it and walked out with that feeling. You know the feeling as if you just conquered the world!:P
Smug? Yes!! This time me!
And guess what? It was a perfect fit!:D
:) he he..:D nice..
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