Kind of Like 1963
I don't think I've stepped on one of these things since I was a little kid. I asked Natasha at Dillard's if she could measure my foot. I tried to explain why I was "celebrating like a 6-year-old" and she laughed and went along with it, when I pulled out my little white bobby sock.
Silly in the Store
Natasha cracked me up with her delightfully bossy opinions. I mean that in a good way. I need a lot of guidance.
Natasha was fun and attentive, but she pretty much just handed me the boxes. However, Lorrie and Shari humored me. We look like we're playing shoe store.