I went into Jigsaw to buy this:
Just a simple, plain, inexepensive vest top. Where's the harm in that?
But I left the shop with this:
(Images via Jigsaw)
It was just there, at the counter, while I was waiting. Looking so pretty and shiny. What was I to do?
Me: Oooh! Could I try that on?
Sales assistant: Why yes, of course. (Internal monologue) Mwah, ha, ha! Our evil sales techniques are working. We've caught another one.
Me: It's really pretty... (Internal monologue) I only came in for a vest.
Sales assistant: It really suits you, it goes really well with your outfit, it's a limited collection, it might not be here if you wait, you're really pretty (Internal monologue) Reel her in, she's impressionable, we can get her!
Me: I think I'm going to get it. (Internal monologue) I deserve it, why shouldn't I have something pretty?
Sales assistant: A great choice. That'll be five times what you intended to spend please.