All of this cuz of one woman at the Harvest Thrift Super Center. I went there to shop for some cute but professional front desk clothes and I ended up with a pair of black dress pants and a beautiful sleeveless flower pattern dress. I had such a hard time finding those pants. Out of the 9 I tried on, the one I bought was the only pair that fit. I had an even worse time with the shirts. They all looked hideous except one but it showed my bra straps so I sadly had to put it back.
However, upon my search for fitting pants, a woman came out of the dressing room in this really cute flower pattern dress and I complimented it. I didn’t think much of it and went on my way. After a while, I was back at the dressing room, again, to try on shirts and the same woman offered me her room since she was leaving and asked if I wanted to try on the dress.
“I mean, yeah, sure. It’s cute.”
I said something like that, took the dress, and saved it for last to try on. At the time, I was certain I was gonna have to put the dress back because most dresses that tend to be stretchy don’t fit me that well. They give me a weird lumpy look but this one did not. I was tempted to get a pic in it but I wanted to be out of that thrift store faster. I don’t particularly care for Christian music and that’s all they played, cuz it’s a Christian thrift store. Anyway, I decided then and there that I would buy the dress because it was my “traveling pants” and thanked the woman who gave the dress to me.
After she clapped and said “yes” like she’d scored a point in a game, I thought about how nice she was. She didn’t know me and, yet, she’d helped me with a dress and even cleared out her dressing room so I could go ahead and use it.
I saw her again as she was checking out. It was weird fate that I ended up standing behind her in line. I’d just gone to that line out of desperation because it was shorter. The woman gave off this “sweet and gentle” vibe that always catches me off guard. I usually only see people like that in movies so meeting one in real life is somewhat shocking. How can someone be so nice to people they don’t know? I can only assume they are a people person.
I’m not saying I expect everyone to be buttholes but I don’t expect someone to help me and still be smiling 30 minutes later. It’s almost freaky how some people can be so genuinely happy for hours and show it so enthusiastically.
I don’t know. I know this post is probably gonna come off as weird but it’s just what I was thinking. Also here’s a crappy shot of the dress. I tried my best, somewhat.