Charmed at the MALL...dum dum dee!
Topiary has successfully avoided the mall since 2005, and thanks the internet daily for mail-order.
The Mall has maximized their sales footage by adding cute carts o' stuff in the aisles, to avoid your having to even enter a store at all.
That day, 2005, forever engraved on her memory: Cow in mall, rustling by a cute cart o' stuff--a Beautiful Man (BM) looks up and down Topiary, and asks with a resonant, charming rumble and hundred-watt smile: "May I ask you a question?"
Cow, slowing her steps despite knowing he's a salesman, Charmed by his Beauty and flattered that of all the people in the Mall, Topiary is the one Chosen to be Asked A Question: "Yes?" "May I see your hands?" BM avails himself of both Topiary hands. "Your cuticles--do you wash your hands too often?" with concern, as he turns to his cart filled with Beautiful Lotions. A plain-jane saleslady glowers in the background. She is Not the Recipient of this Special Attention. Cow Is.
Cow feels more and more Special, more and more Charmed as the BM selects a Special Product for Cow's Cuticles. The hand is still held. BM natters on (he has a slight foreign accent) how he is here to attend college, working his way through, you understand. Cow Understands. And is Charmed, flattered that She Is Chosen to Listen.
Cow's credit card is run, but a slight pause...BM says (even more charmingly) "I'd like to keep this card." Smiling, joking, Cow is Charmed that she has been Included in his struggling-through school, yet-smiling Life. Another slight pause, and Cow is Charmed into buying an additional Lotion. Intimate smiles, a cute little bag, and Cow is on her way, the Glow of having her day Lightened and Brightened by the Personal Attention of this BM only slightly dimmed by the hugely inflated price of $100 buckaroos just swiped through her card. Cow determined Never to Go to the Mall Again!
Fast Forward 2009--Mall: Unavoidable.
BM is still there! Same place, same question, same glowering lady in the background. "May I ask you a question?" He turns to Cow with the Beautiful Smile and the Indefinable Confidence and Assurance all Truly Beautiful People have.
This time though, Cow enters Topiary Lightwarp Speed as fast as fluttering Topiary will allow. At Warp Eleven the other end of the mall is reached, and oh no! There's ANOTHER cute cart o' stuff and Another Beautiful Man asking as she speeds by "May I ask you a question?" My God, they're multiplying!
It is a sad fact Cow has No Sales Resistance. The secret is, though, the Beautiful Men with their hand-holding have nothing on the TV store, where Cow intended to purchase a $400 tv and left with a $1600 tv. It seemed rude, and discriminatory somehow, to disagree with the nice salesman so unfortunately confined to the wheelchair, who seemed to need the sale so badly.
Moo!
The Mall has maximized their sales footage by adding cute carts o' stuff in the aisles, to avoid your having to even enter a store at all.
That day, 2005, forever engraved on her memory: Cow in mall, rustling by a cute cart o' stuff--a Beautiful Man (BM) looks up and down Topiary, and asks with a resonant, charming rumble and hundred-watt smile: "May I ask you a question?"
Cow, slowing her steps despite knowing he's a salesman, Charmed by his Beauty and flattered that of all the people in the Mall, Topiary is the one Chosen to be Asked A Question: "Yes?" "May I see your hands?" BM avails himself of both Topiary hands. "Your cuticles--do you wash your hands too often?" with concern, as he turns to his cart filled with Beautiful Lotions. A plain-jane saleslady glowers in the background. She is Not the Recipient of this Special Attention. Cow Is.
Cow feels more and more Special, more and more Charmed as the BM selects a Special Product for Cow's Cuticles. The hand is still held. BM natters on (he has a slight foreign accent) how he is here to attend college, working his way through, you understand. Cow Understands. And is Charmed, flattered that She Is Chosen to Listen.
Cow's credit card is run, but a slight pause...BM says (even more charmingly) "I'd like to keep this card." Smiling, joking, Cow is Charmed that she has been Included in his struggling-through school, yet-smiling Life. Another slight pause, and Cow is Charmed into buying an additional Lotion. Intimate smiles, a cute little bag, and Cow is on her way, the Glow of having her day Lightened and Brightened by the Personal Attention of this BM only slightly dimmed by the hugely inflated price of $100 buckaroos just swiped through her card. Cow determined Never to Go to the Mall Again!
Fast Forward 2009--Mall: Unavoidable.
BM is still there! Same place, same question, same glowering lady in the background. "May I ask you a question?" He turns to Cow with the Beautiful Smile and the Indefinable Confidence and Assurance all Truly Beautiful People have.
This time though, Cow enters Topiary Lightwarp Speed as fast as fluttering Topiary will allow. At Warp Eleven the other end of the mall is reached, and oh no! There's ANOTHER cute cart o' stuff and Another Beautiful Man asking as she speeds by "May I ask you a question?" My God, they're multiplying!
It is a sad fact Cow has No Sales Resistance. The secret is, though, the Beautiful Men with their hand-holding have nothing on the TV store, where Cow intended to purchase a $400 tv and left with a $1600 tv. It seemed rude, and discriminatory somehow, to disagree with the nice salesman so unfortunately confined to the wheelchair, who seemed to need the sale so badly.
Moo!
13 Comments:
You could always take me with you. I don't believe any of the salespeople, even if i am related to them.
Ah, Ms Cow, you're a soft touch! I hope you'll one day find a BM that gives you a bargain.
Meno: would luuuuve to have someone with a strong backbone come with!
GB: Some patsies are born. Some patsies are made. Others have patsidom thrust upon 'em.
(Cow frantically trying to thrust back)
Moo!
with all the handholding and thrusting and money exchanging hands, I'm sorry, what was the question?
ohno! Girl, we need to toughen you up!
Oh, ha ha ha. How funny. You softy.
RJ: ah! ha! ha!
Watercolor: let me know how you fare if you ever go to Northpark....
(wondering if the same thing will happen to you!)
Linda: (alas) hiding head in quaking softy Topiary....there's no hope!
Moo!
Sorry Cow, I must agree with R. Jacob...lol! Sounds like you were totally swooned right off your feet! Have you caught your breath yet? Are you breathing?...lol!
A very romantic experience right at your local mall :).
Do you suppose that, all these years later, BM #1 is still working his way thru college? If so, BM #1 can't be too bright. I, myself, am not terribly fond of dim men, no matter how beautiful.
perhaps he was even faking the accent.
good thing you ran in 2009!
Cow thinking it is all a sham, the school, the accent, as well as the products actually making your hands softer...
Don't be too hard on yourself. All products are designed to give one hope and to feel better. If at the mall, or the local drugstore, it doesn't matter. Outward looks are based on confidence from inside. you are fine!
"All products are designed to give one hope and to feel better."
RJ this is a very perceptive insight! Thank you!
i have a bridge in brooklyn to sell you dearie....
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