Here’s something you completely forget when you work for yourself, you spend the majority of your time at home and you have zero love life and threadbare friendships; days of the week.
Mondays are Fridays.
Tuesdays are Tuesdays.
And when James and I walked into Chadstone on a Sunday, it’s then we remembered it was a Sunday, and not a workday.
And why we never came here on a weekend.
Only lucky enough to get a car park, we wandered into the Paris end of the shopping centre. I quickly paraded away from the expensive stores before James grabbed me by my handbag and threw me into the line out in front of Louis Vuitton.
“Why are we going in here?”
I sounded like a dejected child whose parents were forcing them to buy school shoes for the hundredth time.
“We’re getting you some new runners,” replied James.
The “we” in that statement annoyed me.
If it were “we”, I wouldn’t be buying LV runners. I would be going to Target and buying whatever close enough sports brand name shoes they had. But “we” weren’t making the decisions right now, I thought, sandwiched in the line and despising the argument I was going to have to have to avoid humiliation.
You know the type I mean, right?
Trying on super expensive shoes only to tell the shop assistant you can’t afford them.
Or, even if you lie to the shop person, telling your friend that you can’t afford them either when they clearly can.
But James shouldn’t be able to afford LV, I realised, thinking more about this situation as the line failed to move.
He’s as financially strapped as I am. We were both the same after quitting our jobs and solely working on Highway, our unisex clothing line. And we hadn’t made a cent from our business yet.
How could “we” afford anything designer?
We were finally let into the store, and James strutted up to the first counter he could find. “Can I speak with Sara, please?” The woman nodded and trotted away to find this woman.
“Who’s Sara?” Now I really felt like a child.
“She’s the head of client relations here.”
And as soon as James explained, an immaculately dressed woman appeared by our sides.
“Ahh, you must be James. Come this way. We have everything ready for you.”
Everything? What was everything? What was happening?!
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