Yesterday I decided to duck out at lunchtime and do a run to Savers. I hadn't been there for months and so thought I deserved a visit to break up my ordinary work day. I think I've told you before that I like our local Savers, only for the reason that it's in the old Ball and Welch department store, and I really like the feel it has. This time when I went in, the store smelled like toasted sandwiches, as opposed to it's usual aroma of musty mothballs and vanilla pot pourri. A bonus. Anyway, I was on a speed visit, being lunchtime and all, and there's this chick, right? She looks normal enough, just another shopper. But she ended up annoying the bejeebus outta me, because she was about two steps behind me, and checking out everything I was checking out, and I was really self-conscious about not being able to have a decent look because I'd turn round and bang into her. We almost met in the middle of the apron section, but I got this beauty first:
So here's the thing, I was developing OP-SHOP rage! I wanted to just scream at her "Get the **** out of my face!!!!!!!" I guess now you think I'm a totally bitch, or just loopy (well that last one's true) but a) consideration of personal space? and b) it was like buzzards circling. I ended up getting all cranky pants and giving up on the textiles and ventured upstairs to the kitchen stuff. And she stayed away. I noticed her again at the checkout ahead of me, and she'd bought the same silk scarf (vintage black and white with Aussie animals, 50's kitsch) that I'd put back on the shelf earlier. She's probably a lovely girl with great taste, but ooh I was irked. Am I the only person this happens to? Have I just been spoiled by no-one else looking for good stuff in my dagfest part of the world?
Upstairs I found an overpriced Alfred Meakin 'Royal Marigold' design plate, which I decided to bite the bullet and buy, as it was in reasonably good condition, and will go nicely in my Deco china collection.
As well as a Bargearse video, I picked up a bag of embroidery floss (yay), and this delightful kitty. Mmmm.
So the op-shop gods were kind really. Still haven't found my wire soap shaker though. Fingers remain crossed.
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