Friday, February 06, 2009
1) I'm shopping with my Mom and we're in some big warehouse. We keep getting separated, because neither of us really know what we're looking for. We're just walking around looking through all the products on all the huge shelves. We meet back up and walk outside. I see a cool looking store across the street and walk over to it. It's some kind of furniture/home store with products made in Africa. Theresa is working and she says she really likes it. I shop around a bit, and I want to find something because Theresa will get a commission for it.