This brings a smile to my face, however old I get. Who would have thought that Sears, that old stuffy department store, would hold the key to my happiness?
Look at this shirt. Just look at it. Doesn’t that make you want to go, “Ahhh”?
It doesn’t matter that I found it in the Kids’ Section. It also doesn’t matter that it was hanging on the same rack as several T-shirts printed with Disney characters, including Snow White.
What matters is that the cashier at the counter beamed happily and offered, “You know, a long time ago, I worked at a Hello Kitty store and dressed up in one of those Hello Kitty costumes. This poor kid was so afraid of me, he kept crying.
“I ended up in that costume one more hour than I needed to, because the person who was supposed to come and take over never showed up.
She hesitated, then added thoughtfully, “It was hot in there.”
Walking into Sears is like walking back in time. There is something quaint, slightly dated about the smell, the look and the sales people in the store. I can’t put my finger on it, but it feels different.
No matter. $9.99 later, I am one happy Sears shopper.
heh so cute