Oh my God I'm Middle Aged!

Okay so after dropping off the medical forms at Kaiser I thought I would swing by the Mall since it is only one block away. I figured I would treat myself to finding a new perfume to wear. I have made a conscientious decision to use up all that I have and or give away those that give me headaches to others. Since I am down to the bottom of the sold bottle left. The time seemed right.

So I found myself walking in the mall when a huge red sign caught my attention. A very large sign that said 70% off. Now that is my kind of sale! So I walked in the store (one I had never been in before) and looked around at the clothes. I was quite surprised that here was the store that I have walked by numerous times and never noticed how cute their clothes were. The store was easy to navigate, well organized but colors and outfits, had tons of coordinating items and was reasonably priced. How could I have not known about this place I thought to myself?

I eased over to the sale rack and started looking at things and found a dozen or so items to try on. As I walked into the dressing area I was greeted by the sweetest frail elderly woman that I just did not feel right handing her my heavy load of clothes. She cheerfully waited on me and took my discards. I was just amazed with my new found store. I grabbed the three clearance items and headed back out in the cashier....when I noticed something....

Yes, I looked... and again and did a double take.... I WAS THE YOUNGEST PERSON IN THE STORE. Oh my god... I was shopping in a store for middle aged women who take cruises and listen to smooth jazz... and I liked it...aughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I quickly bought my two pairs of shorts and my white shirt and exited the store before anyone could see me and ditched around the corner and into Banana Republic.

I am NOT middle aged...I am NOT middle aged...I am NOT middle aged...