Tales Of Avoiding Work And Avoiding Break-Up Triggers
Day 12 of The Andie Chronicles
I wouldn’t normally skive off work and go shopping.
But it was a Friday and James needed some new jeans. We decided the only place to go was Chadstone, because they had everything there.
And it was an excuse to go into the designer stores and pretend like we could afford everything in there.
When we got there, Gucci had a massive line out the front. So did YSL and Tiffany’s.
“I thought it was only busy like this on the weekends and during school holidays. What the fuck is with the lines?”
“Bus tours,” I said. “Bloody shopping tours that drop people off here at ass o’clock in the morning and they don’t pick them up until five. They shop all day. And they come here because it literally has everything.”
I once got caught behind one of those buses on a Wednesday morning, making my way in for some sneaky midweek shopping. I couldn’t get over how many people got off this oversized coach.
“Should we come back later? Walk around and then try them after lunch?”
But I had no intentions of living up to my bargain. I knew by the time we walked around the rest of the palatial shopping center; we wouldn’t feel like it. And besides, I couldn’t fathom walking into Tiffany’s and pretending it didn’t remind me of my fair-weathered boyfriend who wasn’t exactly telling me why out relationship was crumbling around me.
No, thank you.