Dressing Room Scare

So one day, I decided to go dress shopping at a mall for my little black dress and other assortments for upcoming weddings, receptions and events. Didn’t find anything really suitable, but decided to utilize my time to try on things I normally wouldn’t try on while taking pictures for future references.

Now, at bebe, a woman’s apparel shop, I found this really nice dress that came in black and reddish pink. Tried on both, liked the black, but wasn’t sure about the style nor the pink version of the dress. Like what some women would do, I took a picture with of me in the dressing room, thinking that I would ask a friend or two for their opinions.

I had typed in, “yes? no?” with the picture attached, but I still hesitated in sending the message. Not many of my friends were available to spend dreary minutes helping me choose my clothes, nor did I have everyone on my list, because my phone was a temp., before I get a new one, because the old one broke down. Also, I was not poster perfect in this picture, so I hit the red button and closed the phone.

That was that.

However, after coming back into my little  room after a few minutes from posing at the wall mirror in the middle of the dressing room, I took another look at my phone, and it said that I have an unread message that was just sent to me.

A picture of a black dude (as shown on right) was attached to a message, reading, “YOU KNOW IT!” in full caps and exclamation mark.

I was shocked motionless for a few seconds.

Quickly, I checked my “sent messages,” and no, I did not send the original message, “yes? no?” I was going to send earlier.

“Who is this black dude?” I thought, as I looked out from the curtains, maybe finding the guy in the picture. He did have the same, exact phone I had. Maybe he came into my dressing room, took a picture and ran out! I was freaked out that he perhaps was actually checking me out!

I also checked the bluetooth on the phone. Maybe I accidentally had it sent via bluetooth, and if I did, perhaps I sent it to everyone in the mall, and that he was the only one responding to that message! I was horrified at that idea. “Please, no, that can’t and shouldn’t happen!” I thought franctically. 

I also checked to see if I was the only one he sent the message to, and he sent it to a few people that I didn’t know.

Just who is this black dude, with his faux-hawk that looked totally gangsta-ish? I usually don’t have many friends who are from that kind of crowd.

So I forcibly calmed down my fear and texted him, “Who is this?”

“Who do you think it is? haha,” he texted back.

I thought to myself a bit. Maybe….”Jermaine?”

“Yup!” It turned out to be this really, really, super-duper nice black guy with a minor ‘fro that I met while working at a convention the year prior, whose expression in the picture I’ve never seen on him before. I would have never guessed if I didn’t ask. lol.

So I calmed down, laughed a bit and proceeded to tell him how he scared me.