Mind Your Own Business

This post is for my husband (quasi). I lost it over a incident and he thinks I am hilarious about it, so he told me I had to blog on it and see what everyone else thought, so here it goes.

Yesterday we were in a store for ladies (perhaps with the letters V and S in it), and I was standing at a table looking for my size of a particular item when a man standing next to me holds up a pair and says "I don't know what color you are looking for but I think this is your size". I was speechless for perhaps the second time in my life and I know I went white. I just pretended to ignore him and prayed that he would go away, he didn't but a sales associate walked over and gave him assistance.

I gathered what I needed and raced for the check out line, all the while my husband was laughing hysterically at me. Typically he gets embarassed easily and I am the one laughing at him. It really bothered me, and I don't know why. I know he wasn't hitting on me, but I also didn't find it appropriate that he would offer to help me, isn't that why my husband was with me? I tend to be pretty sheepish in these stores to begin with, maybe it is how I grew up but I do know that the last thing I need is for someone else to give me their vote, especially a complete MALE stranger.