Mall Zombies

Today was an escape for the girls.  A day for us to get out and just gripe over money, men, careers (or lack thereof), and calories.  We wandered the mall window shopping, sipping on a hot americano, talking about what we'd buy, what we will buy.  This lovely lady here was my companion.

Then we wandered into a particular very grand and opulent lingerie store.  One of the sales girls greeted us with exuberance pouring a couple compliments in our way and trying to tell me which bras and panties would match my coat.  Nice.  My coat.  That was the best should could come up with.  Then she told us about how one pleasant thought can make your whole day better.  "Yes", we agreed.  To which she proceeded to tell us about her bus ride into work.  She noticed a truck get stuck on the train tracks and had to back up and spin out, etc.  This caused her to giggle and added joy into her day.  WTH?  I can't believe this young girl was enthused by this.  We backed away and into the next mall zombie.  This one tried to tell us about a panty sale and it was so rehearsed and so robotic.  Eerie.  Next we met the ultimate panty and bra zombie.  This one got in my face and made me touch the panties.  Her monotone voice and her rehearsed speech was a dead giveaway that she had just eaten the brain of the last panty sale zombie.

Anywhooo, there we were being wedged into a corner by the zombies.  And there was no way out.  Oh, the girl up there in the photo, she'll be the zombie there on Thursday.  Eek, she can fly.

signed, the willow