Apr 2015
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I’m making my way through the crowded aisles on worn carpeting
dodging the throngs of shoppers and chrome plated display racks,
even the escalators are overflowing here at Hudson's Bay, but it is Saturday, I guess everyone decided to shop today, I hate shopping
Hard to believe how quickly fashions change, short skirts, long skirts
Wide ties, narrow ties, last month's style now out of style
Maybe the mannequins get bored with what they are wearing,
they certainly look like the type. I smile thinking about it
“Excuse me, can you help me?” I turn at the tug on my sleeve
and I am face to face with the most beautiful woman I have ever seen
Brown hair, eyes a shade lighter and a smile that takes my breath away
“Um sure, how can I help?” I ask feeling like I might step on my tongue
She holds up a blue sundress with black belt, “I found this over there,”
Pointing to the shoe department “Do you have this in green, it’s so cute
and green is my favorite colour?” As I think, it is my favorite colour too
So many colours, rack after rack, it's making me dizzy or is it her?
I see them, beneath a non-bored looking mannequin in a green one
“Yes, right over here.” She follows with the look of a child happily anticipating a two scoop ice cream cone on a hot humid summer day.
“Here they are,” I say, her eyes glow as we arrive at the dresses
‘I hope you have my size,” she sighs moving from one to another
“Yes here it is,” she flashes that smile. My heart skips a beat
“Great, is there anything else I can help you with?” I offer nervously
“A fitting room?” she asks with the cutest giggle.
They're easy enough to find but I'm helping, “Sure thing, over here,”
She makes her way behind the paisley curtains and I hang around,
she might need something else, you just never know
A minute later she steps out, she looks absolutely gorgeous in that dress
Standing at the three sided mirror, she sees me staring.
“What do you think?” she spins around, mesmerizing me as she does
“It looks beautiful, that dress was made for you,” I say and I mean it
“Good, I will take it!” she says excitedly “Wait here, I’ll be right back”
She bounces out of the fitting room and hands me the dress, then noticing the blank look on my face she asks, “Can you check me out?”
Now this is awkward as I stutter, “Um, uh…I don’t work here.”
“Oh my god,” she laughs touching my arm, “You poor man, I am so sorry”
“That’s okay, any day I can help a beautiful woman is a good day”
“I feel dumb, I thought you...can I make it up to you,” she offers
“That won’t be ness.” She cuts me off mid sentence, “Are you hungry, can I buy you lunch?” I am dumbstruck momentarily…
”Sure, lunch sounds great.” “Good, let me pay for this and we will go.”
As we leave the store she says,
“That’s funny, most men don’t like shopping”
“Not me, I love shopping…now”
I’m making my way through the crowded aisles on worn carpeting
dodging the throngs of shoppers and chrome plated display racks,
even the escalators are overflowing here at Hudson's Bay, but it is Saturday, I guess everyone decided to shop today, I hate shopping
Hard to believe how quickly fashions change, short skirts, long skirts
Wide ties, narrow ties, last month's style now out of style
Maybe the mannequins get bored with what they are wearing,
they certainly look like the type. I smile thinking about it
“Excuse me, can you help me?” I turn at the tug on my sleeve
and I am face to face with the most beautiful woman I have ever seen
Brown hair, eyes a shade lighter and a smile that takes my breath away
“Um sure, how can I help?” I ask feeling like I might step on my tongue
She holds up a blue sundress with black belt, “I found this over there,”
Pointing to the shoe department “Do you have this in green, it’s so cute
and green is my favorite colour?” As I think, it is my favorite colour too
So many colours, rack after rack, it's making me dizzy or is it her?
I see them, beneath a non-bored looking mannequin in a green one
“Yes, right over here.” She follows with the look of a child happily anticipating a two scoop ice cream cone on a hot humid summer day.
“Here they are,” I say, her eyes glow as we arrive at the dresses
‘I hope you have my size,” she sighs moving from one to another
“Yes here it is,” she flashes that smile. My heart skips a beat
“Great, is there anything else I can help you with?” I offer nervously
“A fitting room?” she asks with the cutest giggle.
They're easy enough to find but I'm helping, “Sure thing, over here,”
She makes her way behind the paisley curtains and I hang around,
she might need something else, you just never know
A minute later she steps out, she looks absolutely gorgeous in that dress
Standing at the three sided mirror, she sees me staring.
“What do you think?” she spins around, mesmerizing me as she does
“It looks beautiful, that dress was made for you,” I say and I mean it
“Good, I will take it!” she says excitedly “Wait here, I’ll be right back”
She bounces out of the fitting room and hands me the dress, then noticing the blank look on my face she asks, “Can you check me out?”
Now this is awkward as I stutter, “Um, uh…I don’t work here.”
“Oh my god,” she laughs touching my arm, “You poor man, I am so sorry”
“That’s okay, any day I can help a beautiful woman is a good day”
“I feel dumb, I thought you...can I make it up to you,” she offers
“That won’t be ness.” She cuts me off mid sentence, “Are you hungry, can I buy you lunch?” I am dumbstruck momentarily…
”Sure, lunch sounds great.” “Good, let me pay for this and we will go.”
As we leave the store she says,
“That’s funny, most men don’t like shopping”
“Not me, I love shopping…now”
