After my horrible trip into Hallmark at Christmas, my Sis and I ducked into Bath and Body Works where I nearly ran (literally) into their sales guy – I was walking with a narrowed focus and didn’t see him. He stopped me, looked into my “basket” and saw a set of products in “Oak” which is a man’s collection. He looked at me and offered his opinion as a sales-person and a man, “Oh, I don’t really like that scent, I prefer the other two.”
I looked at him and smiled “Oh, but I like them and they’re for me.” The look of confusion swept over his face, puzzled he said “Wow, I wear florals and fruit scents, whatever I feel like in the morning, but I’ve NEVER had a girl buy those men’s products.”
He stopped me twice more in the store, the last time he said “I still can’t believe that you wear those…amazing.”
So I couldn’t help myself, “Guys will sidle up to me and say ‘wow, you smell really good.’ And I say,” and I put my arm around Sis’ shoulders, “Yeah, like a man, right??” He smiled, blushed and walked away. It was a much better finish to my shopping trip.
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