Because I was a stationary target, people eventually started to ask me for directions. Which was an issue because I have the street sense of Dora the Explorer, who needs the help of my 5-year-old cousin to find a map in her own backpack.
Abercrombie was cool, okay? It was middle school and I begged my mom to take me there so I could buy ribbon belts and polo shirts that I would wear two at a time with both collars popped. I’m not proud of this.