I went to Macy's yesterday to buy some panties. I found the panties I wanted and went up to pay for them. I'm standing there holding a bunch of panties and up walks a gal that I knew we had met before that worked in the store. It finally hit me she was a friend of one of the girls and we had met before. She didn't say anything, but I think she recognized me. Years ago our daughter's friend worked at one of the department stores. I didn't know it and was shopping for a blouse when she said high to me. She then told my daughter, I ran into your dad shopping in the women's department.
