this is why i *sometimes* don't like shopping

me, trying on shoes, and then turn to see my own shoes missing...

heart goes pikpakpikpak. throat dry. swallowing to fight down panic.

*think oh shit where has my new pair of pink shoes gone!?*

so go looking around, only to find them in the hands of another woman, she was looking for the price tag.

me : um, excuse me, those are my shoes.

woman : i saw them first

me : you don't get it.

*woman looks angrily at me*

me : uhhh... i mean, those are already MINE. i bought them awhile ago and wore them into the store. and um, thats why they don't have a price tag on them...

woman : ah, ohh! *blushes beet red*

*rolls eyes*