Three Close Calls and a compliment

I often like to nip into Chesterfield at the weekend to do a little domestic shopping whilst dressed. On reaching the checkout queue in the first shop I realised that I had left my purse at home. There was no alternative, I had to drive home for it and once there thought I can’t be bothered to drive back so thought I would try and get what I needed in my own village.
First shop was in a converted pub, and consequently a rather tight squeeze in the aisles. Half way round I glance to my left and realise I am level with, and only inches from, the wife of a close colleague. Thankfully she is looking to her left and the only thing I can do is speed up a little to get ahead and leave. It would have been very ironic if she had recognized me as her husband is somewhat misogynistic even on a good day and I didn’t think he was particularly understanding of trans people at all, but I have subsequently had to revise my opinion.
Coming out of the second shop onto the Market Square I saw my neighbour, who also cat sits for me, and her friend, waiting at the bus stop which necessitated a quick change of direction.
I had to head back to the big metropolis as I needed to scour the charity shops, not unfortunately for a new outfit but to find a cafetiere as I had broken mine earlier in the week. Just as I am entering the first one, I hold the door for a colleague and her friends. I can’t just leave so I quickly scan the crockery and exit stage left. As is the way, my quest remains unfulfilled till the last shop where I find my prize. Whilst I am paying the SA is lovely and compliments me on the sweater dress I am wearing, adding that she has the same one. This gave me a great little boost at the end of an eventful morning.

Left your purse at home!!! Mine is now a part of me like an extra appendage, I feel naked without it.

What is a "cafetiere"?

Happy to hear that you are oot & aboot and enjoying yourself! :)

Alisa - A simple slip up as I flip between male bag and my favourite tan leather cross body bag and forgot to switch purse over.
Jodie - for making coffee - glass jar, mesh top plunger pushed down once coffee is brewed. Might also be known as a coffee press, possibly?

Thanks! 'Coffee press' I understand. Ya have to remember that a lot of us are Colonials. ;)

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Originally Posted by Jodie_Lynn

Thanks! 'Coffee press' I understand. Ya have to remember that a lot of us are Colonials. ;)

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You are "former" Colonials. We, north of the border, are still Colonials.

Helena, your post illustrates better than I ever could why I always shop in drab and don't EVER go out dressed close to home!:eek:

Omg, Talk about some close calls, yikes!! Glad you were able to end the day on a good note. :)

Keeping your heart healthy anyway, Helena...

Sherry - A good point. Many of us set self imposed exclusion zones. I have gradually been dismantling mine.

Kaylin - Yes. I could have shook the hands of two of them. It is funny, a few simple words give you a real boost.

Abbie - Yes a couple of little spikes on the ECG.

hello Helena and "colonials",
In the UK a purse is what ladies keep their money in, and some men, like a wallet that stores coins as well as notes. My wife keeps her purse in a handbag - I think our American cousins call a handbag a purse.
"The United States and Great Britain are two countries separated by a common language" to quote George Bernard Shaw,
luv J