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I needed some t-shirts and casual spring pants, so I did a little shopping at Mervyn’s today.

I found a lot of good stuff, including some sassy sandals and sunglasses. I took a huge pile of clothes to the dressing room. I tried on a t-shirt I liked, then on my way to the checkout counter I went back to the display and picked up a few more in different colors.

I made my way to the register, where I was greeted by Mr. Super Friendly Mervyn’s Guy. He was very chatty and wanted to be sure my shopping experience today had been A-OK. I gave him my credit card and he asked for ID.

“Can I see a driver’s license, Mrs. Davis….or is it Miss?”

“It’s Miss.”

He shot me sort of a strange look, which I didn’t think anything about until a few minutes later when I was walking out with my stuff, and I glanced down at the receipt he had handed me.

T-shirt
Women’s Casual
T-shirt
T-shirt
Sportswear
Maternity
Women’s Shoes
Sportswear

Hold the phone.

MATERNITY???

Who buys maternity clothes by mistake? I wasn’t even in the maternity department. I mean, what, had I accidentally picked up some overalls with a HUGE GAPING SPACE FOR A GIANT BASKETBALL BELLY and not noticed?

When I got home I realized one of the t-shirts I grabbed off the rack was, in fact, a maternity shirt. It was in the wrong place, and it looked enough like the others on the rack that I hadn’t noticed. Oops.

Mervyn’s Saga, Part 2 began when I got home and found Mr. Super Friendly Mervyn’s Guy hadn’t taken the security device thingys off one of the pairs of pants. I was tempted to rip it off myself but the label says”WARNING. Tampering will release ink and glass” and that’s, well, bad, so now I have to go back there to get them to de-anti-theft my stupid $9.99 yoga pants.

I love shopping.