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This is a story about how Mandy validated Mindy.

Mandy and Mindy. The similarities of their names are just a coincidence. They did not know each other, but they met once, briefly. If memory serves, this is how the chance encounter transpired that day…

“Amanda can you restock the baby tee’s and check the dressing room to see what items are back there,” Mandy said to a clerk, not looking up.

But first a little about Mandy. She is 5’ 5”, 117 pounds, a B-cup, but a C-cup when she’s having her period. She has dirty blonde hair. She wears make-up and a lip balm that tastes the way she imagines the beach would. She is cute. She loves perfume that smells vaguely of coco butter. She is the manager of an Old Navy in an important mall that provides jobs for local residents.

Then there’s Mindy. She is a customer. Mindy had been feeling down until her friend called and suggested an impromptu trip to the mall for a little shopping.

“How does this look,” Mindy asked her friend, staring in to the mirror as she shifted weight from leg to leg imagining how the mauve belted flight capris would look if she wore them out, maybe even on a date.

Mindy thought the capris would be perfect with the sleeveless floral v-neck. The outfit pleased her very much. Mindy proceeded to the checkout line.

You guessed it. Mandy was manning the register. Mindy handed Mandy her merchandise. Mandy rang it up. Mindy paid with a credit card, a Visa I think.

“Are you all straight with parking,” Mandy asked cheerily.

“Oh my God, no I almost forgot,” Mindy said fishing in her knock-off Louis Vuitton bag for the parking garage ticket. “Here it is!”

Mandy slipped it into a machine that stamped it with the Old Navy logo.

Ka-Chunk

“Consider yourself validated!”

Mindy tossed the ticket in her bag and made a mental note to remember where she put it. She wanted to shop more before heading home. Mandy went back to taking inventory and thought about her plans after the shift ended.