So I just parked close to the photo shop, planned to race in & race out then go home.
At our local shopping centre there is a train track that goes through the middle of the shops & kind of divides the shopping complex into 2 major sections.
This is the other side...
This photo was taken when we were on a steam train ride once, it kind of shows you what I mean by a train track going through the shops.
This photo was taken when we were on a steam train ride once, it kind of shows you what I mean by a train track going through the shops.
Anyway this morning there was a steam train going through, so of course that held me up a bit. I decided to get a milkshake while I waited, ever so conscious of my crazy fluffy hair and baggy pants.
The train crossed & the gates opened, so I quickly started heading towards to photo shop, when WHAM I lost my thong!! Now for all you American's, here in Australia a thong is something you wear on your feet. They are really quite an Aussie icon...
So I lost my thong! I quickly stopped & grabbed it to put it back on, when I discovered that the plug for the bit between the toes had snapped. Now I have to admit, this particular pair of thongs has been faithful to me for almost 2 years, so I shouldn't complain, however it was not a good day for this to happen to me.
The photo shop was about 10 metres away, so I decided to try & hobble over with the broken thong on. Well that just didn't work because it kept coming off, so I just took the jolly thing off altogether & ran into the shop. Put the photo in, was going to take 10 mins.
Right, what to do? I cannot wander for 10 mins with only one shoe on! So I decided to try the hobble thing again. Nope. Wasn't gonna happen. So I decided to head straight for the closest surf shop which is on the other side of the shopping centre. Thankfully no trains this time!
So with fluffy hair, pants that are too big for me and one thong on I briskly walked past many people & hoped like nothing I didn't bump into some yummy mummy I know!!
Right, the surf shop was in sight, in I went straight to the Havaianas stand. Grabbed the first pair I could see in my size & headed straight for the counter, Only to be served by a skinny snob! She looked me up & down & said "is there another pair this one is missing it's barcode". GRRR WEll I said I am not sure. I wasn't moving again! She was very unfriendly & made me feel like the biggest hobo there is.
Paid for the thongs, promptly sat down in the shop & ripped the tags off put them on & walked out relieved. I then promptly threw my other ones in the bin. (not even thinking to take a photo of the broken one first.) I then rushed back to the photo shop & got home as soon as I could.
I was hoping to have enough energy to clean my bathroom today, but with my strange morning I think I need a sleep!
10 comments:
oh no about the thong!! I hope you don't mind I had a chuckle though. Imagining a wild haired, tracki dak wearing, thongless Mummy hobbling through the shopping centre.
Ugh and I so know what you mean about some sales assistants. What is with their attitude?!
Glad to hear you got another pair and the pic and made it out safely.
My vote goes to the nap too :)
Yep. So with you on the sleep vs cleaning the bathroom.
Actually, with you on the ANYTHING rather than cleaning the bathroom.
Murphy's Law of dagginess - dressed like a hobo you will be held up or meet heaps of people you know!
You may have been dressed like a hobo but at least you bought the expensive thongs! I would have headed for K-Mart and grabbed a cheap pair. :)
Ha ha, you dag S-Jan! Poor old dead thongs. Thoe tracks are a bit of a hazard aren't they? But they've done the best they could, given that they had to incorporate them somehow.
See Femina, KMart is further away from the surf shop!! LOL
I don't do surf shops.... too embarrasing! Did you make HER go find another pair with the barcode, I would have.
Oh that's chuckle worthy :) You poor thing. I would have glared that girl down and then make her get the pair with a barcode ;P
SHe made the other guy working there get it after she realised I wasn't going to! HA
The heel of my shoe broke off at work one day and I hopped around all day trying to pretend it was still there. I feel your pain.
How embarassing. Hope you held your head up high and ploughed through.
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