Clara starts pulling my hair and grabbing my clothes. Of course with my fast reflexes, I grab the dress first and sprint to the dressing room. I try it on and walk out... just to find Clara with a dress ten times nicer, and just her size. I sigh. I can't believe I fought so much just to realize that there were other dresses ten times nicer. And Clara had gotten one of them. I had to be strong. Instead of fighting for her dress, I just handed my $557 to the cashier; in defeat.
Has this ever happened to you too?
Has something similar happened to you?
Then DISH IT!