Unfiltered Story #56941

Unfiltered | September 10, 2016

After 9 years as her caretaker, my mother unfortunately passed away. She left me a little bit of money. I have been out of work for years, caring for her, and my first stop is the local mall to find some interview clothes. I am a larger woman.

I walk into a local clothing store that is someone’s “secret.” The younger, thin employee approaches me with warmth and enthusiasm.

Employee: May I help you find something, Ma’am?

Me: Well, I’ve never had a proper bra fitting, so could you?

Employee: Absolutely! *she takes me to an opulent dressing room and professionally finds my measurements.*

Me: Thank you! Where do you have these sizes?

Employee: I am so sorry, Ma’am, but we only carry up to *size much smaller than mine.* But you can find that size at *local store* or *local store.*

Me: Wait a minute. You fitted me knowing you couldn’t possibly have my size?

Employee: Of course, Ma’am. I was happy to help you find your correct size.

Me: Thank you so much!

I bought several panties and perfume from her, and found my bra at a neighboring store. I wrote a glowing review for her and the store, and return whenever I can. It was a very difficult time for me, and I appreciate it more than words can say.

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