| | 3:23 PM - There's no crying in baseball! Today I finally took some dresses somewhere to have them altered so that they actually, you know, fit. First shock that upset me a bit came when I put on a dress that was only a teensy bit too big--its main problem was that it needed a new zipper. Suddenly I looked down and realized that we had another problem going on. The dress was no longer a teensy bit too big--it was huge on me. This meant that the pounds I've lost on this new medication are definitely showing, especially when you add them with that drastic weight loss from last week's flu. I look gross. Too skinny. I know I must be patient in getting the weight to come back, but for now I worry what people think--I saw how the doctor at UGA eyed me the other day, surely wondering if my weight loss over the last year was a sign of some deeper issue. Janet, get over it and don't worry what other people think. Still, it was a shock to suddenly see what other people have taken note of lately: I am too skinny. Ick.
Second not-so-pleasant surprise: I expected the bill to be pretty modest, so imagine my shock when the kind fellow at Ringers told me that I was looking at "a very expensive cost here--at least $78."
Um...what? Three dresses? Apparently these dresses (one of which was $7.99 on clearance, the other two which were free hand-me-downs from Margaret and Elizabeth F.) are just complicated enough that they require the extra fees for removing lining, replacing lining, removing zipper, blah blah blah.
Guess what I did, entirely against my will? I looked at the counter, drilling my eyes into the tile in an attempt to dry out the tears that had formed. Why was I crying? Not a big deal. I got the clothes for [almost] free. But, Jesus! $80!? "What were you hoping to spend?" asked Kind Man, whose name I so rudely have forgotten. "Um, I don't know...I just thought..."
And there they go. Crazy girl cries at laundramat.
But guess what? We bargained. We chatted. And he is going to fix the clothes for $45. And they'll be ready in time for me to leave town next week, so I'll get to wear one dress for Jessica's wedding and one for the rehearsal dinner the night before. So I'm still spending money I don't *really* have, but I did get a good deal. Made a slight fool of myself for reasons unbeknownst to me, but I was treated kindly. The man knew I wasn't trying to sweet talk him or trick him into lowering the price. Still, I feel somehow as if I've cheated.
For someone who wasn't even raised Catholic, I sure am good at feeling guilty over nothing. 4 Comments - 2 Kudos |
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