Been there, EXPERIENCED that!

The shopping mall was a famous one, situated in an upscale section of the city. It was much frequented by the middle and upper classes of society. The car he was driving was of Japanese make, the model, an old one. Dressed in his favorite colors of black, he was the unofficial chauffeur as his elder brother, mother and sister came for shopping for the upcoming wedding in their family. He had insisted upon driving, because he was very fond of driving and was still in the learning phase. So there he sat, behind the wheel, wearing his favorite branded Tee and denim. In his heart, he thought he was looking quite handsome. And that was partially true too. Clad from hair to shoe in black; that was his color of choice and his idea of a stunning set of clothes. Inside the mall, he kept thinking about himself, how he looked, checking himself in the umpteen glass doors of the mall. It was at that instant, while loitering around the shelves that he heard:

“Excuse me, how much for this shirt?”

Flabbergasted, he turned around to find a woman and her children, holding up a tee shirt. Too ashamed for speech, he pointed towards the salesgirl, and quickly walked away towards his family. It was then he noticed that ALL the salespersons of that particular mall were dressed in some shade of black. His anger gone, he laughed to himself recalling a similar scene in a movie he had seen, except that he had no girlfriend to take to dinner to. That day he realized the importance of observation.

And just for your information, this has happened to me TWICE, both in different malls!!