But I kept going back and I kept ordering shoes. The employee was missing, I noticed after a few years.
Monday I went there and manager saw that I had used packing cord in my fleece hood as a draw string. She thought this unrefined. She took two shoe laces, tied them together to make a long cord, cut the packing cord from my hood and with a safety pin threaded the black shoe laces through the hood of my white & blue fleece.
She took care of me! Now I know she's really lost her skepticality of this old foreign woman who keeps coming to buy dance shoes.
[And this trip I ran into her smiling employee who's jumped ship and working at a shop 3 doors down. It's a small world.]
[And it's time for dinner...]
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