Thursday, April 16, 2009

So here's the thing...

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.

11 comments:

CurlyPops said...

I hate it when someone gets in my space at the oppy too. I like to have time to sort and browse without feeling the need to move along too quickly.
That plate is gorgeous!

suzy said...

I was just saying the same thing to Ben this morning as I was putting on my vintage black and white animal scarf, that people shop two steps behind this days.

hehe.

Drewzel said...

Toni, you didn't happen to buy a whole pile of cookbooks as well? :P

Kirsty said...

How much are you prepared to pay for the soap shaker Steph. I've seen one.

Amy said...

ahh that chick would annoyed the crap out of me, it's like someone reading over your shoulder, you can't concentrate. However you did get some great bargains!

JustJess said...

Hey Steph I have two of the wire soapies - one was Way Too Expensive on ebay, the other a recent gift. Happy to send one to you. Will be in Rosebued region Thurs-Sat so maybe can hand it over!?

Jacqueline said...

Hmm. You are obviously much nicer than me 'cause I would probably have said something subtle like "are you trying to give me the shits 'cause it's working". Great pinnie and just reading about the wire soap holder catapulted me back to staying with my great auntie Winnie when I was little and helping with the washing up. It was always sunlight soap inside :)

Stacey said...

You know, I've been in that Savers heaps of times and never noticed that it's in that old store. I should take more notice.

Cate Lawrence said...

have you got a pic of a wire soapie? I'll keep a look out

kgirlknits said...

ha ha, what I would have started doing was picking up all the really crappy things and pondering them, before putting them back for her to grab!

and I have the bowls and dinner plates to match that Meakin platter

Christina Lowry said...

Yes! This has happened to me a few times!

I remember once though, when I was pregnant, this woman was following me around the op-shop and looking at me. Ususally I wouldn't say anything, but being pregnant and hormonal, I was close to at least uttering under my breath (scary right?). So I turn around to face her, thinking it would scare her off or that I would say some thing, or at least knock her over with my gigantic belly. But no, she was just trying to get up the courage to ask me if I already had a pram! Bad me. But how are you supposed to know?!
:)
PS. My word verification is "supress". I think there is something in that for all of us...


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