I went to the mall today with my mother because she wanted to get some pants and I thought I’d accompany her. Little did I know I would find items that interested me as well (or maybe I did know…).
I found three pairs of shoes at Macy’s that I was willing and ready to buy. I asked the help for size 6. After about 10 minutes of waiting the nice man returns letting me know that they don’t have ANY of them in 6. Strike 1.
I also saw some Roxy flip flops that I wanted to buy for beachwear (also at Macy’s). I tried a 6. Too small. A 7. Too big. Strike 2.
I left Macy’s and passed by PacSun. Sweet. They always have flip-flops for me. I saw a pair that were even cooler than the ones I wanted from Macy’s. I asked the guy there for a size 6 and 7 to try. He goes to the back and returns 5 minutes later. They don’t have ANY size for that model in the back. Strike 3.
I saw a nice mannequin outside Hollister wearing a cute little skirt. I thought wow I want that. So I went inside and looked for it. Size L. I asked for help again. “XS please?” He searched to no avail. At this point I sighed in exasperation, but was interrupted by the sight of a blue tank with a bow on it. “Mine!” I thought. Only L and M. No XS in the store either. The store manager decided to call other stores to see if they had the skirt and tank. 15 minutes later. None of the stores he called had them. Strike 4.
I then walked into J. Crew, my new favorite store, to see if they had some brown shorts I saw earlier this weekend. They did, but no 00. Strike 5.
My mother decided to walk into Michael Kors to see some bags. At this point I thought “That’s it. I’m done with today,” when I saw a nice bag. 40% off. I bought it immediately to take advantage of my newfound luck. After I bought it I kept looking at other items. I then saw a pair of shoes I might like. I couldn’t get the right size. I walked out of the store quickly. My luck had reverted to its original state. Strike 6.
Finally I left this forsaken mall and went to another Macy’s in another mall to see if they had the shoes there. I found one of the three original shoes (not exactly that one but very similar). They didn’t have a 6. Strike 7.
So I have officially declared today over. I’m done with today. I quit. I’m going home to drink some tea and forget all about today.







