Having seen two of my lady friends wearing different bathers in the swimming pool I decided I had better go and get some more bathing suits.
The bus was scheduled for Mall of Arabia today which is about 3 times the size of Booragoon Shopping Centre, so I thought I am bound to find some there. Chris (one of my lady friends from the compound) was on the bus and wanted to get some as well. We got to the mall and were told there was a Marks and Spencers store there. Well we couldn’t find it,so decided to go into a store called “Debanhams” on the hunt to find swimwear. They had lovely swim suits all sorts of beautiful colurs, so I had picked out three and was off to try them on.
I looked around for the fitting room and couldn’t see it anywhere, so I went up to the counter and asked the girl where the fitting rooms were. She said rather curtly “there is none so you better make sure they are your size because you cannot get a refund or exchange them.” I said ” what do you mean NO FITTING ROOM how do I know if they will fit.” She said “that’s why you need to make sure that you have the right size .” Go figure!!!
So me being me I said ” well I am going around the corner here to try them on first over my clothes to make sure they fit.” She looked at me horrified “you can’t do that.” I said “watch me.” So I went around the corner and took my Abaya off then my shoes and proceeded to wriggle into the bathing costume.
All of a sudden some of the men in the store decided to come past just as I was twisting and contorting getting them on. Well, the look on their faces, they couldn’t believe their eyes. I am sure they told all of the men in the store to come and have a look, they were coming out of the woodwork everywhere. They were all smiles and smirking at me. So I smiled at them and said “yes I am trying them on, you have no fitting room.”
This is what they saw. Not exactly flattering with my clothes all bunched up underneath. Can’t understand why they were smirking. Can You???
Women were coming past in Abaya’s and staring in disbelief. One of the women from the compound came past and said “good for you!” Anyway at the end of it they fitted so I bought them. How ridiculous not having a fitting room and no refunds or exchanges. Sizes vary from store to store and country to country as we know don’t we girls.
After this little episode we did end up finding Marks and Spencer’s on the top floor. Fortunately they didn’t have bathers. I would have been spitting chips if they were cheaper.