Supermarket visit

by Geraden

I have rather got out of the habit of writing up non-events as diary entries in this blog. I suppose it is because I am quite comfortable about going out in tights and shorts (unless my wife is there,  when I usually defer to her disapproval). It is also because every such event is a non-event. And non events are not, in general, newsworthy.

However I remember how I used to appreciate the encouragement given by such stories when I read them in the forums, so here is my latest non-event, in the hope that someone somewhere will take hope from it and venture out like I did.

I was without the car today - my wife is visiting her mother - and I needed to top up on supplies of bread and milk. I had just epilated my legs, and to go out I put on Vogue Pleasure 30 denier tights from Finland. These are beige-tan in colour but quite shiny. I was wearing shorts 4 inches above the knee, and white socks, trainers and a t-shirt. It was dark by then as I walked down to the local supermarket, about ¾ mile. The danger of being noticed, if there was a danger, came rather from car headlights than from people walking in the street. And of course supermarkets are always very well lit.

I walked down to the supermarket, passing a number of people and of course there were plenty of cars because I was on an A-class road all the way. At the supermarket I got my trolley, and wandered round selecting my purchases, conscious of the fact that I was wearing tights that should have been noticeable to anyone. There was no reaction form men or women. I stood in the queue in front of a middle aged woman waiting to be served by a pretty young female checkout operator. Neither of them appeared to notice my tights, though the checkout operator (she was a trainee) seemed very alert and chatty.

I went home as I had come, but now laden with bread, no milk (they had run out of the kind I wanted and I had other milk at home) but with some cans of beer that had, for some strange reason, fallen into my trolley as I passed them.

Altogether another non-event. Wasn't that boring? The point is, if you want to, you can do the same, because as someone once said:

People do not notice. If they notice they do not care. If they care they are too polite to say anything.
 

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