NYC

i went to the city on saturday to do some serious shopping....and by serious i mean, tiffany, jimmy choo, barney's, bergdorf...you get the picture....you may also wonder what this has to do with school...well, it is only related because i blow off my homework to go....

so, my friend and i get off the nj transit and get on the subway.....we are on the c train...and phillip gets on....he starts by saying, "good people, i don't mean to disturb you..." and i am thinking, you are disturbed....he then proceeds to announce to the entire train that he is HIV positive and has been kicked out of his house....i feel a little bad, but avoid making eye contact....oh, i was standing up, not far from him....he then starts to tell the train that he went to "the bellvue hospital" and walks up to me and grabs the same pole i was holding....at this point, i prayed for a stop, any stop, because i was getting off....i also kept my head down the entire time- no eye contact....the good news, the train stopped and me and my friend got off...

while we are getting off, some little girl gets caught in the doors....her mother pulls on her until she pops out on the platform....then her mother starts to give both her and her sister a lecture on what to do if they get caught on the train without her...."stay on the train until the next stop...then get off and wait for me....i will come get you as soon as i can..." the one thing i would have added- find a police officer....

now my friend and i are leaving the subway on the escalator and in front of us is this very cute little girl with her mom? or older sister....anyway, the woman is giving the little girl directions about the escalator and what they would be doing today....but the whole time all i could see was her thong....yes, the woman's thong was hanging out of her pants, staring at me....there it was...and there was no way to look away, because that is all my eyes wanted to look at....

once i got away from the thong, we went off to the fancy stores....operation- expensive shoes....first it was off to manola blanik's....where they keep the doors locked and only the security guard can let you in....inside there are people who are there to spend lots of money and people who have no inention of spending any money.....on this day, there is a future bride, who's mother keeps asking her, "what's the big deal about this place? why are you spending so much on shoes?" the bride clearly annoyed, says, "i didn't get to spend what i wanted on my tiara, so instead i will buy these." mom just sighed....another customer was speaking very loudly in another language....from what i could make of it, the store didn't have the color she wanted....i didn't try anything on there....we left the store.

i did try on shoes at bergdorf....there in the shoe department all the sales people are men....not young attractive men touching women's feet....nope, old balding men....they are at least well dressed....my old, balding man was very patient with me as i asked him to bring me shoe after shoe and changing the sizes....he also didn't try to touch my feet, which i appreciated....i didn't buy anything from him, i felt bad....but then the woman next to me bought $7,000 worth of shoes from him....i didn't feel so bad after all....

anyway, if you are wondering, after a long day of shopping, i did buy shoes....at the jimmy choo store....they didn't keep the doors locked, though they did have a door guard....my saleslady was wonderful....especially when i told her i was looking for a "fun shoe and color" in other words, no direction what so ever....she didn't flinch....instead she brought me into a room on my own and brought me shoes....once the sale was done, she gave me wine to celebrate, a catalog, four waters, and the best her card....as we were leaving after the store was closed, she says, "jen please call me when you are ready for more shoes...i will send them to you right away!"

someday, maybe, i will make enough money to buy more shoes....

one last thing....we went to macy's...the mecca....anyway around floor 8 or 9, my friend and i were starving....in her bag were our leftover sandwiches from lunch....so, we found chairs in the dressing room, sat down, and ate our sandwiches....yes, in the dressing room....