This is for the sleazeball

I have been having a series of unfortunate events lately. They all started Sunday. I thought I had unzipped my pants but I could not got them to budge so I pushed as hard as I could and broke the zipper. So I knew I needed to buy some more jeans and thought I would go to Plato's Closet. It is a store you can buy gently used clothes and sell some of your own. So I went thought my closet this morning and I even took some of Jason's hoping to make more money off of the number of clothing items I had. I arrived at this wonderful place, they told me it would be at least 30 minutes before they could check my clothes. No big deal I was planing on shopping!I took my time going through all the jeans my size and when I finally had 6 pairs the limit of items you can bring into the dressing rooms I made my way over. You have to get someone to use a key to open the door. As I entered my death hole an man was leaving his. I quickly tried on the first pair. I then moved on to the next. As I was checking myself out I decided to put my boot on to see how they would look with my pants. I was putting them on and I noticed the mans shoes. They were facing me and very close to the wall. I instantly had this awful feeling like something was not right. I stood up and just stared at his shoes. He was not moving. I thought that was odd. Who tries on clothes and doesn't move at all. I turned my head to follow our connecting wall so I could see where it connected to the main wall and that's when I saw his fingers. There was a gap in the walls. I said "OH MY GOSH!" in a raised voice because I knew then he was trying to watch me and or record me. I instantly grabbed my belongings and went right to a worker.
She got the manager who I told the story to. The manager said that he comes in all the time and is very friendly. However he only likes to use that dressing room. Yeah I thought because that room gives you access to the other room.
The manager was very nice and kept telling me how sorry she was. She then proceeded to Duck tape up the edges to the stales. I bought my jeans and the manager pulled me aside and told me that she has someone coming to fix every stale tomorrow. (Just a side note I really don't think he saw me change, since he would have to get someone to open the door for him. Which could take a few minutes and by then I was on the the second pair of pant. I think he would have seen me if I would have taken those pants off I was wearing. )
Also to add to the bad day they didn't buy any of my clothes they were too old. They have some way to see how old they are.
If you are looking for some good clothes I would recommend you shop there. Also if you are looking for a good peep show you should go there too.