I’m about to completely and utterly embarrass myself, but here goes:
My SO and I were trying to kill some time shopping around in Belk as we waited for our table at a local steak house. As we browse through the men’s section, he comes up with this “brilliant” idea for us to make out in the dressing room. Initially, my mouth drops and I refuse to entertain the idea, that type of display of affection is sooooo not my style but for the next twenty minutes or so, he incessantly pesters me about it until I reluctantly agree. We plan the entire rendezvous out: he grabs a couple of pairs of khakis, goes to try them on, I wait outside for a few minutes then discreetly walk in. Everything runs smoothly and it’s getting pretty intense very silently, however until a lady knocks on the door saying, “Sir, is there a young lady in that dressing room with you?” He immediately replies, “No ma’am.” We wait a few minutes for her to walk away, and I start freaking out.
We formulate another plan. This time, he will leave the dressing room, find the lady, and inquire about seersucker suits while I make a break for the purse section. Once he begins to ask her about them, she diverts him to another salesperson. Just as I’m about to escape, I hear another knock on the door
“Young lady.”
“Yes ma’am?”
“I’m going to need you to step out. This is a MEN’S ONLY dressing room.”
all of this she is saying very angrily, and my voice is shakier than a 7 Richter Scale earthquake
I come out, refusing to look at her, and walk directly to the purses where my boyfriend meets me 5 minutes later…
Needless to say, I’ll never be participating in any of his “really awesome” ideas ever again.