bham2007

On my 18th birthday, a bunch of friends were taking me out to my first night clunb. While my boyfriend was still at work, I decided to go to the mall to buy a shirt to wear. I was kind of in a hurry, so I just grabbed a few shirts off the rack and went into the dressing room. I usually wear like, a Large because I am pretty blessed up top. Well, I tried one really cute pink lacey top on and I noticed it was a little tight. I turned it around to see the sales-tag and it had an L on it.

Once I got it all the way on, I noticed it was TOO tight. I tried to take it off...no luck. I got completely naked trying to get that damn shirt off! My boyfriend called me when he got to my apartment to see where I was, and I told him I was stuck in the dressing room and he needed to come help me..and when he got there, just to grab and random shirt and make it look like he was comming to give me a different one.

It seemed like I was waiting forever and when I heard someone come in the dressing room, I peeked out and a lady who worked there looked at me. I told her I was stuck and was wondering if she could help. She laughed and came in and helped me out of it. As I made my way out, my boyfriend had just got there.

Worst part is, two weeks later I went back and the lady who had helped me just looked at me and laughed.