Chinese 20-something guy in a clothing store on the edge of chinatown: this place had clothes I liked. I liked them so much that I started trying everything in the store on. When I reached the end of the rack there was a nice leather jacket, which I started to take off.
"No, sorry, that's mine," the guy broke in, obviously very embarassed. When he broke in I had just started wondering why a small independent designer shop would carry a leather jacket from the Gap. My recovery was to talk about what an amazing find he had made--a piece of clothing from the Gap that didn't totally suck. "I always put my jacket there," he said. "I've worked here for five years and no one has ever tried to put it on." Well," I say, "I guess no one with your same impeccable taste in jackets has come in yet." He laughed. His acute embarassment had dissipated.
Posted by Alan at October 16, 2006 12:03 AM