I had been looking for the right pair of shoes to wear with a new outfit I bought for a wedding.  The more I looked, the more determined I became, but I couldn’t find anything suitable.  Then, the night before we were to leave for the wedding, I decided to give it one more shot. I drove for eight minutes to the nearest Macy’s, thinking it wasn’t much of an investment of my time.

Macy’s didn’t have exactly what I wanted, but I spotted a pair of shoes that might do, and they looked comfortable as well as chic.  But, as luck would have it, they didn’t have my size.  The very nice sales lady offered to look on the computer to see if they were available in a different Macy’s.  At first I told her not to bother because I needed them immediately. Then I decided that I liked them enough to buy them even if I couldn’t get them right away, and told her to go ahead and look.

The computer indicated that they had them in my size in several Macy’s stores, including the store I was standing in.  Sure enough, they had been put away in the wrong place.  The very nice sales lady found them.  They were a perfect fit.

I  walked out of the store with another customer who also found a pair of shoes she loved, although not exactly what she was looking for.  We had bonded at the cash register over our good luck.

It was good shopping karma all around.