A Blazer and a Chocolate Bar

I was in a thrift store browsing racks when a woman rushed up to me asking where the blazers

were. I was wearing jeans and a random hoodie but something about the way I was standing

there made her think I worked there. Before I could correct her I saw her face. She looked exhausted

and stressed. She told me she had a job interview the next morning and needed something

professional but only had twenty dollars. I just pointed toward the back corner

and said the business section was there. Then I walked with her. We spent fifteen

minutes pulling blazers and she tried on maybe six of them. She kept apologizing

for taking up my time. I told her it was fine. She found one that