Last week I donated a gigantic bag filled with old work clothes, sweaters, books and shoes to a charity shop. I was expecting trouble as I've read about a few rotten experiences on a few blogs. The lady eyed me suspiciously and asked what was in the bag.
'Just clothes, books and shoes,' I answered with a smile. She peered in the bag, did a quick assessment and smiled at me. 'Thank you,' she cheerily replied and I left the shop happy to have donated to a good cause.
Today as I ran errands I walked by the charity shop and lo - in the window were three mannequins adorned in my cast offs! Funny, isn't it - all of a sudden all of my clothes looked fabulous and I wanted them back immediately. What was I thinking?! I thought in a panic. I wanted to rush into the store, snatch the clothes off the displays and trot out the door proclaiming, 'Never mind!!!'
I didn't for several reasons: 1. I'm not nutty, 2. I do not need them as they are mostly office attire, 3. Most don't even fit anymore, and 4. I do NOT have the room for any more clothes.
So I walked on but my eyes were like saucers when a woman was in the window fingering the fabric on a dress with a look of lust in her eyes - much like I must have looked when I bought it!
Coming back from my errands I noticed the dress was gone and I'm assuming the woman bought the dress. I hope she enjoys it. Let's hope I don't tackle her in the street if I ever see her in it!