Thursday, December 28, 2006

Ha ha, ho hum...boy I feel dumb

On Tuesday I decided to go shopping downtown. There is this store called Cillies where half the store is new merchandise and the other half is pre-owned clothes the store has purchased and sells at a discounted price. I like that half of the store for several reasons: the clothes are cute since the store won't buy back ugly clothes; the clothes are pre-worn in...you don't have to worry if the shirt will shrink or fade because it has already been washed several times; and it's a one of a kind. So, I found a pretty shirt that buttoned down halfway, had those cute cupped sleeves, and was long enough for my torso. I tried it on and it looked great (if I may say so). Although I liked it on, the sleeves were too tight for me and I knew after wearing the shirt all day, it wouldn't be comfortable so I went to take it off and look around some more.

Remember how I said the sleeves were really tight...I literally could not get the shirt off. I stood in that dressing room for ten minutes trying to figure out how to slip it off. Finally, I laughed to myself and faced what I wanted so badly to avoid: embarrassing moment 101. I shimmied the shirt back on completely and walked out of the dressing room. Another shopper turned and commented at how cute the shirt was. I thanked her and said, "Yes, well, I can't get it off." She watched me walk up to the sales associate and listened as I said, "You might not believe me, but I can't get this shirt off. Can you please come in the dressing room and pull it off?"

Yes, yes, my new most embarrassing moment followed. She and I went into the dressing room. I proceeded to sit down on the bench and lift up my arms. She actually had to work a bit to get it off. For some reason I had kept a small tank top on while I tried on the shirt - very glad of that since I avoided further embarrassment. My only thought was: Did I shave my pits today? Lucky for her, the sales associate only had day old stubble staring at her. Boy...

Needless to say, I did not buy the shirt. So any brave souls out there willing to blog their embarrassing moments?

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I am literally laughing out loud! So funny, Charlotte. If I had gotten stuck in a shirt, I probably would have just bought it, so kudos to you for asking a complete stranger to help you undress.

Anonymous said...

Charlotte, you CRACK ME UP! I read this to my husband and could hardly finish it I was laughing so hard. I agree with Chrissy... I probably would have bought the dang thing and cut myself out of it when I got home. And then never told a soul....

charlottalove said...

I did think about that but I figured it would look just as silly walking up the counter and having to lean under the scanner to make a purchase.

Anonymous said...

I did the same thing with a dress one time, I never had to ask for help but I definitely spent a good 15 minutes trying to figure out what I was going to do until I managed to get out of it.

And my most recent embarrassing moment was when I was going 2mph in the wilk parking lot on my scooter while trying to talk on my phone and fell over.

Shankar said...

This was a definite belly-laugh. I don't think I would have mustered the courage to go out and ask for help. Then again, since I tend to buy clothes that are slightly loose (and sometimes downright "homey" -- ask and I'll explain what that means), I don't really run that risk.