After my hair appointment yesterday, and as I’m driving away, my nosey eye catches a new store across the street. The big black and white sign says Clothes Mentor.
Any store with the word clothes in it, I’m immediately there checking it out. As I find a parking space a few spots away from the door (because there seems to be a full house in parking was an indication) I note the hours that they are open and lucky for me they are opened. I also notice that they sale shoes and purses and accessories.
Yippee. Can’t wait to see what’s inside. The first thing I noticed were some designer purses hanging on the wall and began to assume that this was going to be a place I can’t afford but I browsed anyway towards the clothes. Hmmm very, very reasonable prices on the skirts and then I notice the tops….very reasonable. I then began to wonder if this was a resale shop and I was just fortunate enough to be one of their first few customers. There were several people in the store and a few women behind the cash registers and other workers tagging new items. Meanwhile, I’m building an armload of clothes on hangers but they are just too stinking cute to not at least try on. With every step, I’m mentally calculating how much money is in my checking account that I can siphon out without anyone noticing (The Hubby). I think I had at least twelve pieces of clothing items in my arms as I made my way to the dressing room. I even had a little skip in my step because I just couldn’t believe the deals that I had. I picked up this really cute blue jean jacket that was only $25 because I always wanted one and if it fit, I planned to walk out of the store wearing it.
The first dressing room was locked. No big deal-sometimes they do that. Then the second one was locked-okay, I need to find a sales associates to open them and lucky for me one of them stood nearby.
“Excuse me,” I said. “I’d like to try these on please.”
The lady smiled at me and said, “Oh, we’re not selling.”
“Were not selling clothes yet. We’re just buying them to get ready for opening the store.”
Deflation. “Oh”. I look down at all of the clothes that in my heart were already mine and all I needed to do was pay for them. “When will the store open?”
“Umm….in March I think. I’m not sure but you can check on facebook.”
I must have looked completely confused because in my head I was hearing …but the sign says open, and there are all of these people, and I was SHOPPING and no one said one word….
She sales associate kindly smiled and said, “I’m sorry, we try to catch people as they come in to tell them.”
Are you kidding me? I walked by three women behind the counter RIGHT AT THE DOOR, I’ve been walking around this store holding clothes for twenty minutes…..
They she added injury to insult by saying, “Don’t worry, those clothes will still be here when the store opens.”
I thought against saying, “No they won’t because the day you open, someone else is going to find these cute clothes and buy them before I can come back.”