While stuck in California, Ed and I went to Ralph's (local grocery store) to pick up a few things for the truck. As we were walking in, I turned toward the Clorox Wipes dispenser to clean off my hands and the handle of my grocery cart. As I got closer, something shiny caught my eye.
Right next to the dispenser, I saw this silver tote bag sitting on top of the garbage can:
It was one of those cans with a flat silver lid that has a little hole in the top. Because the hole was so small, only one little corner of the bag was stuffed in it.
I lifted it slowly thinking, did someone intend to throw this away? And then I looked at it to see if there was any schmutz on it. I didn't see anything gross, it had no damage and there was a tag on it that said "Designed exlusively for Bloomingdale's". Under that, was the name Helen Barr, Barr & Barr New York. I looked around, but saw no one. It was late, after eleven, and there were barely any people in the store, let alone the parking lot.
So I took it.
It's not leather but it's stitched well and it's lined. I totally feel like I scored; it's a perfect match for my silver shoes. And I didn't even have to risk smelling like rotten produce to get it.
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