As I got old, I felt more and more useless. I would sit in the shop, trying to look proper, but they always chose my younger, slimmer and shinier colleagues. After a few years, even the courtesy glances stopped. No one cared if I was around. And I was beginning to make my peace with it when she happened.
She was young and beautiful. She wore jeans with holes and strode confidently into the shop. She looked around for hardly a minute and came straight toward me. Suddenly I was very self-conscious. I was fat, stocky and rather conspicuous. So when she raised her hand and touched me, I was so shy I trembled violently and fell down. She gently picked me up, straight to her eyes, and turned toward the mirror. In there, I saw the brightest smile I have ever seen. She really liked me! And just like that, we walked out together.
I think there is more left for me here then. Never thought I would say this- God bless fashion!!
-Thick rim glasses