So I went shopping with my mom today and had a blast. We hit up Kenwood and went to Macy's, Nordstrom and a few others. We both got some super cute clothes. Funny story though: When we went in the fitting room at Macy's we picked rooms across from each other, naturally. My mom went into her room and shut the door, the only problem with that, which she soon found out, was there was no handle on the inside... and the door was locked.... after a moment of panic, I found a sales associate who didn't initially believe me that she was locked in. She said she would have to go get some scissors to try to unlock the door. Scissors didn't work. At this point my mom was panicking a little more and I was trying, unsuccessfully, to hold in my laughter. She decided she really didn't want to wait for security so she handed me her clothes and purse out from under the door before proceeding to crawl out. In the meantime I am doubled over from laughing so hard.
Needless to say, this explains why I am the way I am.