Perhaps all shops that stock women's inner wear should employ saleswomen to assist their clientele. I was at this shop yesterday, hunting for a pair of formal trousers, when this woman walked in. The battle going on inside her was evident from her secretive glances at the ladies items' counter and the man seated behind it. It took her quite a lot of time to come up with the item that she was looking for, and I could see the hesitation (and perhaps unwillingness) with which she gave the man her sizes. Unfortunately, this shop that I'm talking about didn't encompass a lot of floor-space and I could hear every word that passed between the poor woman and the salesman from where I had been standing (at the gents' counter, browsing through five-odd pairs of trousers, trying to pick one). I didn't really want to hear the rest of the woman's pained conversation until the transaction was completed, and I therefore left, but I must say I did notice the expression on her face. Pity was the emotion that I felt for her, and I sincerely hope that she doesn't have to go through such an experience ever again.