Amazing isn't it, there you are all dressed 'properly' and a fashion and diet disaster makes a comment.... ooo look there's a man dressed as a woman. Well my dear at least I look more like one than you ever will. A trip to Sainsbury's with Stephanie brought that comment. I wouldn't mind but she couldn't count either so I reminded her there were two of us. Aaaaaanyway apart from a rather surprised customer, well t-girls are rather thin on the ground in that neck of the woods, we managed our shopping quite simply and the lady on the checkout was lovely.
It was just as well we were not your panic struck gurlz either. A visit to pick up a parcel at the sorting office resulted in us being in a queue for at least twenty minutes with a fairly large captive audience.
On the upside a visit to John Lewis brought quite the opposite. When I had a query they were all sweetness and light, yes madam, no madam, that's the way it should be done.
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