Maybe it's just me, but I feel many of us have had similar encounters, so I present an open letter to that sales assistant you weren't quite sure about.
It's not desperate, it's tongue in cheek.

Dear designer store sales clerk
How are you? Hows the move going?
I was wondering if you could settle an argument between my friend and me. He claims that the two times you walked past me and stared, you were checking me out. I claim it was because I was odd looking and my fly was probably undone (which I later found to be true upon seeing my reflection in the stores mirrors).
When selling me the shirts was it just sales technique or were you flirting? When I went back for pants and you showed me yours was I supposed to show you mine? And serving me even though you were busy and I was already being attended toflirting?
Whatever the case I ended up coming home with a new shirt, a new tie and new work pants but no phone number or the items I originally went shopping for.
Next time slip your number in with the tie.

Yours truly
The ambiguous skinny boy who wanted a Viviane Westwood kilt.

Wait? is this to the asian guy at Cactus Jam mens store in QV?

haha no.
Although I did walk past there today and my fly was definately done.

Oh not an easy one to decipher. Could all be a part of their sales technique, could be their personality, could have been because they wanted to jump your bones. One of life's little mysteries... until you go back ;)

And go back I shall, if the pants fit well enough.
The first two incidents I wasn't even in the store, on the flipside I tend to have a habit of flirting with the staff anyhow and it drives whoever I'm seeing at the time nuts.
I feel like a 16 year old discussing this.

haha okay then where was it?

I like the letter - it's got personality and doesn't come across as cocky "I know you want me" but is just a question mark. Send it - see what happens!

Post by Tania

I like the letter - it's got personality and doesn't come across as cocky "I know you want me" but is just a question mark. Send it - see what happens!

Get me drunk and suggest it, it will happen.

As for the store...I've embarrassed myself enough.

oh wait.... Politix?
or... my God it's not what I think it is... is it?

hahaha

No, it wasn't Jack London, you can quit stressing.
It was CK at Chadstone. There, I said it and will now get strange looks next time I go there.
I'm off to stuff my face with McDonalds out of embarrassment now and see if I can make my size 28 arse into a 30