At least you escaped without verbal confrontation. About 4 yrs ago I popped into a nearby chemist , on entering I noticed they had a special rate on some make up . So I grabbed a few items , concealer , eyeliner and some eyeshadow .
Now , this chemist was near to my works , and having gone in there a few times over the years the chemist recognised me on entering . He was a kindly nice and quiet Indian man , who I was fond of . However , although we spoke cheefully as he put the items into a bag for me ( and a can of coke ) he looked at me and asked quite clearly, smiling " What are you up to ? " I was mortified - what did he mean ? I just wanted to pay and flee.....
On handing him a £10 note the air was thick with tension . So I grabbed my coke opened it and tried to joke it off by remarking I hoped my wife liked the eye shadow colour. This only made him more suspicious - the look on his face was priceless .My feeble excuse for buying the make up for my wife didnt work. He saw right thru me . On handing me my change , he remarked about taking care , with a huge grin on his face.
I hope my exit was'nt too obvious - I nearly sprinted ( or thats how it felt ) .
I felt so small walking down the street , but the strange thing was I enjoyed it too, in a strange way .
In fact I returned to the same place a couple of more times , once purchasing some perfume.
I suppose on reflection , it was obvious a professional man of his nature must have dealt with many an embarressing situation and peoples , what with folks obtaining personal medication of all sorts. I must have just humoured him .
A nice man .
But still a bl**dy nervous encounter........
Originally Posted by mistress michelle
