Where I Don’t Belong

I was meeting my daughter in San Francisco.  I took BART in and was early.  I walked to the place I was meeting her in 30 minutes and decided to walk around and explore.

I found Dior, Armani, Coach, and a few other high end shops.  They are not where I buy things, and, in fact, I have no interest in entering and exploring.  I kept walking.

Eventually I found Banana Republic.  More my price.  I entered, found the bathroom, and, fortunately, realized it was time to meet Carrie.

For a variety of reasons, shopping is not always my thing.