The Shirt Off My Back

Today I went clothes shopping for the first time since June last year.
(I actually bought a cardigan in December for a fiver but it doesn’t really count because it was an impulse decision.)

I hate clothes shopping, so I avoid it. I tell you about today’s trip not because I want to list my purchases or post photos and get opinions but because something happened to me during my trip.

When I was at the till paying… the cashier started talking to me. I wasn’t expecting this.

I go to shops – nearly every day of the week I buy some food or a paper, but these transactions just lead to cursory chats about weather or volume of customers (if anything). This was completely different. The girl behind the counter really talked to me. Was there something about what I was buying that made her break social convention and start telling me her plans for the night? Maybe. I don’t think it was flirting – I looked terrible today.

I might go clothes shopping tomorrow, if only to make some more friends.

(I bought a work shirt if you were wondering. It cost me £12)

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