Well, I bought some sandals yesterday at a local shoe store chain. They were not the ones I really wanted, I went in there for some really cute wedges. I asked the SA where they were located, and showed her a picture on my Iphone. She informed me that they had just shipped them all away to another store just the day before! DRAT! I bought some different sandals, and wasn't really happy with them. I found the exact pair and size I wanted in the store near where I live (They have online size locator at the store website). This was the only store listed, and there were several last week. Figured I better get them before I can't find them anymore. So, today, I go to the store that has them. As soon as I walk in, I am greeted by the mother of one of the kids on my son's ball team, who just started working there yesterday. Here I am, with a bag in hand, she asks how I am today and says my name. I didn't know what to say, I just stammered out " I need to exchange some shoes". I actually thought about turning and walking right back out the door, but that would only make matters worse. I remained calm, and went ahead to the counter and showed the SA the picture and told her I needed those shoes in a size 11. The girl I know remained up front for a few minutes. Well, they found the shoes, and of course, they had to take them out of the box, hold them up in the air to check the size, and leave them out on the counter for all to see while she proceeded to check the size of the pair I was returning. And, of course, while both pairs of shoes were on the table, another SA needed help with an exchange. I felt like the whole world was watching. By this point, I had lost track of the girl I know. She could have been standing behind me for all I know. I did see her again on the way out. By this time I had regained composure, and she said, "wow, that was quick. Did you get what you came for?" I replied yes, and proceeded to talk about her kid and the upcoming ball season. She seemed only slightly weirded out, could have been me overthinking it I guess. Also, this girl is VERY pretty, enough to make me a little flustered on a regular day at the ball park. I am in the closet, and have no plans to go outside the closet, anytime soon. Nobody knows of my hobby. This girl knows my wife (although not very well, they do have each other's phone numbers). This job is also her second job, just started yesterday (lucky me). She is a teacher at the school where my daughter attends. It is very likely that my daughter will have her for a teacher.
I know this post sounds like rambling, and it is...and I am. I just needed to tell someone, and have nobody to tell in real life. Now I guess I just wait and see what happens. Maybe nothing. Maybe she will ask my wife what I was doing buying some very cute high heel wedges (in an 11). Maybe she knows it all now, and can keep a secret. Maybe the rest of the ball team parents know now.
I guess this is the worst experience I have had relating to this hobby. Looking back, the only thing that would have made it worse is me bolting through the door (my first thought). That would have left a lot of weird questions. I thought about only returning the shoes I didn't want, and forget about getting the wedges. But they were the last store around that had them in stock, and I REALLY wanted them!
On the bright side, the new wedges are really cute, and I really like them. I am wearing them as I type this!
You can see the shoes here, if interested.
http://www.rackroomshoes.com/product...05.215302.html
Thanks for listening,
Tiffany