I was helping out in my wife’s bridal shop, when a fat, frumpy, 50ish-yr-old woman came in.
“Bridesmaid dresses?” she inquired.
“Left, on the shelf” I said.
I still don’t know why she started sobbing.
I was helping out in my wife’s bridal shop, when a fat, frumpy, 50ish-yr-old woman came in.
“Bridesmaid dresses?” she inquired.
“Left, on the shelf” I said.
I still don’t know why she started sobbing.