chips with everything
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We've all had them WREMs ... I still bear the mental scars from mine Saturday Shopping for demin jeans, in the mid 70s which saw the launch of trendy high street jeans shops, such as Jean Junction, Jean Jeanie etc. The fitting cubicles were akin to a row of very small cupboards and were in the middle of the shop which was also very small.
The doors were the swingy wooden cowboy saloon bar louvre jobbies designed by some sadist the result being that my fat hairy legs and tomato red face as I struggled to fit into a size 14 were visible for all to see.
On this particular occasion, I had managed to get them up to my knees. “Got you, you suckers I thought”. I then lost my balance, and crashed through the swing doors into the shop with a shoulder charge worthy of an American football player. I managed to stay upright and pogoed across the floor clutching the jeans around my knees, bounced off the far wall and pogoed back in the direction of the fitting rooms and crashed through the swing doors fortunately into my own fitting room I then stayed in there for about 30 minutes waiting for people to leave so I only had to face the sniggering staff. All true. Chips xx
The doors were the swingy wooden cowboy saloon bar louvre jobbies designed by some sadist the result being that my fat hairy legs and tomato red face as I struggled to fit into a size 14 were visible for all to see.
On this particular occasion, I had managed to get them up to my knees. “Got you, you suckers I thought”. I then lost my balance, and crashed through the swing doors into the shop with a shoulder charge worthy of an American football player. I managed to stay upright and pogoed across the floor clutching the jeans around my knees, bounced off the far wall and pogoed back in the direction of the fitting rooms and crashed through the swing doors fortunately into my own fitting room I then stayed in there for about 30 minutes waiting for people to leave so I only had to face the sniggering staff. All true. Chips xx