Shopping with the Weird Ones
Since my mother has taken this week off from work, we went out and did a little Christmas shopping yesterday. And you know what that means. More interactions with weird people. Yup.
We had hardly been in the mall for more than 15 minutes and, as we were looking at winter coats, a lady approached me. She pointed to a bright yellow jacket on the wall and asked me what size I would purchase if I was buying it for myself. I looked to my mom for back-up and then told her I would probably get a size medium. Then she tells me that she's looking to buy the jacket for her granddaughter who she thinks I have a similar build to. She went on to say that her granddaughter has the body of a gymnast, slim with broad shoulders. (I have broad shoulders? I was not aware of this.) At one point she looks at me and says, "She's a cheerleader," with a proud smile on her face. Then she looked at me and says, "Of course, she doesn't have as much bosom as you have." I quickly covered up my reaction with a polite smile and shyly covering my chest with my arms. My mother found a hook and got a size medium down from the display for the lady. She then held it, examined it, and then turned to me and politely asked me to try it on. So, I try on the jacket for her and the first problem I point out is that the sleeves are too short. That's when she informs us that her daughter is 5'4" and I'm left wondering why I am trying on clothes for an elusive granddaughter that I seem to have nothing in common with.
Luckily, after just one other 'bosom' comment, we were able to squeeze out of that bizarre situation when she decided to buy the jacket. Walking past a man who was also browsing the coat selections, my mother jabbed me with her elbow and said, "Do you suppose he wants you to model that as well?"
There were lots of old people out yesterday and most of them were odd. At the cash register, there was a lady behind me who kept going "Brrrr! Brrrr! Brrrr!" and when I turned around, she said, "It's cold!" Never mind that I had been thinking just a few minutes before that it was getting a little warm in the store.
I got some more Christmas shopping done. We got a flying Buzz Lightyear for my step-cousin Matt as well as a Buzz Lightyear remote control car (which my mother argued he was too old for, but that's impossible!). We got my grandmother a back massager and a few other gifts that I can't mention here.
We even made a stop to Lowes which is in no way my place of comfort, but I managed to find a mini MagLite flashlight for myself (which I later used to annoy people). The rest of the time I spent following my mother around as she tried to find a heat gun and pointing out which tubs I want as we passed by the bathroom sections. (Two for use, one for appearance.)
When we got home and turned on the news, we found out that there was an earthquake in the Richmond area of the state, but it could be felt from Maryland to North Carolina. Did we have a clue? None at all. The biggest earthquake in this area in a hundred years and I missed it. Figures. I do not understand why the earthquake did not make national news, though. It seems it would be the perfect dose of "weird" and the "end of the world is here" to get coverage.
Tina (celestial_gurl) stopped by last night and chatted with me and my mother. She gave me her usual and humbling dose of, "You're so weird" and we made tentative plans to go shopping on Saturday.
Since I was extremely exhausted and headache-y, I went to bed early. My cat woke me up this morning by asking to join me on my bed and, when I lifted him up, making himself comfortable on top of my feet so I could not move.
I had meant to use this day to write Christmas cards and get them ready to send out, but that hasn't happened yet. I also have a package beside of me sent from a friend that should be opened, but I have resisted until this entry has been written. Maybe it is time to give into peer pressure.
We had hardly been in the mall for more than 15 minutes and, as we were looking at winter coats, a lady approached me. She pointed to a bright yellow jacket on the wall and asked me what size I would purchase if I was buying it for myself. I looked to my mom for back-up and then told her I would probably get a size medium. Then she tells me that she's looking to buy the jacket for her granddaughter who she thinks I have a similar build to. She went on to say that her granddaughter has the body of a gymnast, slim with broad shoulders. (I have broad shoulders? I was not aware of this.) At one point she looks at me and says, "She's a cheerleader," with a proud smile on her face. Then she looked at me and says, "Of course, she doesn't have as much bosom as you have." I quickly covered up my reaction with a polite smile and shyly covering my chest with my arms. My mother found a hook and got a size medium down from the display for the lady. She then held it, examined it, and then turned to me and politely asked me to try it on. So, I try on the jacket for her and the first problem I point out is that the sleeves are too short. That's when she informs us that her daughter is 5'4" and I'm left wondering why I am trying on clothes for an elusive granddaughter that I seem to have nothing in common with.
Luckily, after just one other 'bosom' comment, we were able to squeeze out of that bizarre situation when she decided to buy the jacket. Walking past a man who was also browsing the coat selections, my mother jabbed me with her elbow and said, "Do you suppose he wants you to model that as well?"
There were lots of old people out yesterday and most of them were odd. At the cash register, there was a lady behind me who kept going "Brrrr! Brrrr! Brrrr!" and when I turned around, she said, "It's cold!" Never mind that I had been thinking just a few minutes before that it was getting a little warm in the store.
I got some more Christmas shopping done. We got a flying Buzz Lightyear for my step-cousin Matt as well as a Buzz Lightyear remote control car (which my mother argued he was too old for, but that's impossible!). We got my grandmother a back massager and a few other gifts that I can't mention here.
We even made a stop to Lowes which is in no way my place of comfort, but I managed to find a mini MagLite flashlight for myself (which I later used to annoy people). The rest of the time I spent following my mother around as she tried to find a heat gun and pointing out which tubs I want as we passed by the bathroom sections. (Two for use, one for appearance.)
When we got home and turned on the news, we found out that there was an earthquake in the Richmond area of the state, but it could be felt from Maryland to North Carolina. Did we have a clue? None at all. The biggest earthquake in this area in a hundred years and I missed it. Figures. I do not understand why the earthquake did not make national news, though. It seems it would be the perfect dose of "weird" and the "end of the world is here" to get coverage.
Tina (celestial_gurl) stopped by last night and chatted with me and my mother. She gave me her usual and humbling dose of, "You're so weird" and we made tentative plans to go shopping on Saturday.
Since I was extremely exhausted and headache-y, I went to bed early. My cat woke me up this morning by asking to join me on my bed and, when I lifted him up, making himself comfortable on top of my feet so I could not move.
I had meant to use this day to write Christmas cards and get them ready to send out, but that hasn't happened yet. I also have a package beside of me sent from a friend that should be opened, but I have resisted until this entry has been written. Maybe it is time to give into peer pressure.