Friday, April 20, 2018

That Purse

Have you ever had a striking reminder that one section of the population doesn’t know how the rest of the world lives. I had the opportunity to go to a vintage designer purse sale. It happens once a year at one of the local stores. I also want you all to keep in mind that I have been thinking of buying a newer vehicle. We’ll get back to that a little later.

I got to the store as I was instructed in the invite. I was second in line. I wanted the freebie that was promised for attending this sale. Other people were in line were as excited as I was. It was an adventure waiting to happen. 

The doors opened and we entered the store. The purses were displayed. There were Louis Vuitton, Prada, and Dior. All of the purses that have been on the pages of Vogue. All of them were sitting in front of us. We could touch these babies. We could see them in person without the aid of a photograph. They were beautiful. They were jumping off the display cases into the arms of individuals. The cashiers were busy scanning those credit cards. I was eating the free breakfast that was provided. And I saw the purse in the picture. It was calling my name. I picked it up. It was pricey. At the moment I saw the price I thought of the truck I mentioned earlier. I thought I could buy this little truck for less than the purse. I put the purse down, and I thought to myself do any of the individuals purchasing these purses must not have to make the decisions I do. I left the store and I thought to myself I really want the truck more than the purse. But today I am not getting either.

1 comment:

  1. Different strokes for different folks but I can't imagine paying a ton of money on clothes or purses. If I have designer stuff, it's because I found it somewhere super cheap.