When I think how far Allison has come over the years, I'm actually amazed. Tonight, in drab mode... including an old army jacket... I went for retail therapy at a Catherine's in Knoxville. Years ago it would have taken every ounce of courage just to look in the window... and then when I finally went in, it was always about "shopping for my wife." So there I am, two pairs of floral briefs on clearance in hand, looking around for other deals, when an SA smiles and asks how I am? I said great, thank you. Her next comment was, "I can help you find her size if you want help... I MEAN, HER SIZE. If we have it in stock..."
I told her thanks but I know my size, and yes you do. I showed her the briefs and she looked at the size and said, I'm not sure. I told her the one I bought last week in this size fits perfectly. She was very nice and asked if I needed more.
Then I went to check out. The SA at the register asked if "she had a Catherine's card." I told her that yes I do, but I will be doing cash. She then explained the return policy, to leave tags on and keep the receipt if they don't fit HER. I told her they will fit me just fine but thanks.