What would you have done?

So yesterday on my way home from my depo, I decided to stop by Costco. I really stopped because I wanted some of their chicken salad. It is soooo yummy! They use chunk rotisserie chicken and not too much mayo. Problem is they sell it by the pound and all the packages are at least 2 lbs. Needless to say, I buy it, gorge myself on it, and then don't want it for a good long while! Also, while I was there they had a HUGE display of the chocolate covered raisins. Made me think of Sis & Doug. I'm going to get a deal of them and bring them to the Lake over the 4th, so get ready.

So I've got my shopping cart, got my chicken salad, and am heading down one of the frozen food aisles deciding if I need anything else. The lady, probably in her 60's, comes around the corner. As she spots me she asks me if she can tell me something. I smile nicely and say okay. I have no idea what's going to come next. She then proceeds to tell me that she's not calling attention to me and not to take this the wrong way (always a great preface from anyone, let alone a stranger), but there's the speciality bra place in Dallas that makes custom bras for women with big boobs (my words). I believe she said large chested. She tells me how she boobs hang to her waist and you should always wear an old bra to sleep in to they don't go all over the place when you're sleeping and cause them to stretch even more!! She then goes on to tell me how she was a 36DD herself and now look at her, which she then turns to the side so I can see how she is not sticking out like a 36DD woman would be. She's feeling her boobs all up, telling me about these special bras they make, how there's boning on the sides, no underwires, because really who wants something poking into their breasts (her words) and there's only 2 hooks in the back. At which point she pulls the back strap out so I can see it's a narrow one. She didn't lift her shirt or anything, thankfully. She then pulls her shirt on her shoulder over to the side to show me the special pads they put in to keep the straps from digging into the shoulders. Also, the shop (Maddox, which she spelled for me twice and offered to write down) would only let her buy two bras because that's all she would need.

During all this I'm just smiling and commenting, Oh, really, okay, that's good, sure. I mean what are you supposed to say? Also, I'm thinking, She better not make a grab for my boobs. She didn't! While all this is going on, there are other people walking up and down the aisle around us. She ends the conversation saying she just likes to share her knowledge about this speciality shop with other people because she knows what it's like to have a large chest and how much better things are now. I thanked her for the knowledge and then proceeded on. Of course, at that point, my objective was to get out of the store without running into her again. I managed to get my ginormous boobs out of there without running into her again! What's bad is that I recently got some new bras and had one on and thought I had them nicely contained. Hmmmm........

Sounds like a Zoner experience for sure, but it was in the city.