My Gift

I felt a dull pain in my head when four or five salesgirls carried three big shelves into the room. The clothes of this brand were expensive, and the salesgirls brought so many here. How could I afford them? A few days ago, Carroll had bought me some clothes, including underwear, for the college life.  He had spent several million dollars in that shopping! "Well, are these the size of Carroll?" Huddling up on the sofa, I pointed at those shelves.  The salesgirl said with a smile, "Of course. We prepare the colors he likes. "Don't worry. I do my job well. "Each year, I help a lot of ladies choose the clothes for their husbands." I was speechless. These ladies were awful. All of them counted on one salesgirl. Wouldn't their husbands run into each other in the same attire? How embarrassing! After the brief imagination, I stood up to choose some clothes for Carroll. There was a light blue shirt and a white T-shirt. I took these two off the shelf and looked them up and down with satisfactio