I was in a small city about an hour from where I live with nothing to do today, so I wandered into a few shops. I was underdressed as I am not “out”. I found myself in a vintage shop with a rack of attractive vintage bras, slips and such. And at least one bra looked to be my size. The shop was quiet and the shopkeeper was doing paper work with her head down. I made a circle inspecting the other merchandise with the intention of ending back at the lingerie and choosing something. I figured I didn’t need to explain why I was buying it and the woman at the desk would assume it was for my wife. When I was near the shopkeeper I said “hello”, just to be polite. She looked up and knew me instantly. Our kids played together 25 years ago. We had a nice chat but I couldn’t see buying lingerie in a size she knew wouldn’t fit my wife but would fit me. I just thought how glad I was I said “hello” before carrying an item to get checked out.