Unfiltered Story #200672

, , | Unfiltered | July 14, 2020

Unfortunately, I am the idiot in this story.
When I went to New York for the first time, I decided to get some new jeans. I had never been into a fancy store for jeans only before, so when they started taking measurements to determine which size would be best etc, I was a little baffled, to say the least.
However, the girl helping me was so nice and friendly, and continued telling me her name and that I should just call if I needed something.
At the end, I went to the cashier to pay and the cashier asked me if anyone was particularly helpful today and I could not remember the girl’s name for the life of me! So I just stood there, opening and closing my mouth like a fish on land, until I came up with “The girl with the red hair.”
So embarassing…