Now let me describe the new person. She was beautiful. Tall, beautiful long glossy brown hair, dressed like a Chico advertisement, boots, short classy shorts, cute blousy top with a fur scarf (identical to one in their store). She was gorgeous and looked ... We'll expensively put together. All the total opposite of me.
Another very nice clerk (Dawn) noticed and came right over and took care of me, she saw what happened and kind of went out of her way to be extra nice.
But, I walked away with that feeling of, well, what's the words ... Just not quite feeling good enough. Old drabby frumpy dumpy etc etc etc.
Then I just got aggravated at myself for letting letting a silly clerk get to me that way.
Chicos must work on commission.
Wish I could do the Julia Roberts/Pretty Woman thing to her ...