Dress down Fridays at work, so whilst half asleep this morning, it was great slipping into my trusted jean/dress-kaftan-thingy/sandals combo.
Except, as soon as I arrived in the office, I remembered that today I had a very important, very formal meeting at 2pm.
Cue me running panicky into Jigsaw at 12, basically saying "I need a suit, a shirt/nice top, shoes. In 20 minutes if at all possible." (And I'm a complete pain buying clothes, I detest it.)
Loveliest possible girl ran around bringing me options, ignoring my wails of fat hips, being all round fab.
And you know what? 20 minutes later she was running up to me with the de-tagger thingy, me leaving the shop with my jeans in a bag.
I think I loved her at that moment.
So really, this is just me saying great customer service does exist. I hope this girl goes far in life, she deserves it.