What proof?

Wait, there was something funny yesterday.

I have a policy about treating shop clerks as human beings. I try to put a real smile  on their faces instead of the standard issue smiles. If I can, I make them laugh. Having been a shop clerk in a previous existence, I know how important that can be to counteract all the nasty, self-absorbed shoppers.

Two years ago I got rid of my winter coats, both the short and the long. They had seen far far better days. Last winter I couldn't afford to buy two coats so I shivered and complained a lot in the short coat that I could afford.

Yesterday I decided that I wasn't going to go through that again so I went shopping for a coat. I tried on several and had settled on a beautiful chocolate brown coat that fit very nicely. The sales woman started trying to sell me on the coat. The fabric was designed by NASA for extreme cold. I wouldn't need to layer underneath it. The fabric has a lifetime warrantee and is stain proof, rip proof, wind proof, weather proof ... I interrupted her, "Is it bullet proof?" Big silence then lots of laughter from both of the sales women.

Mission accomplished.

I bought the coat.