16-10-2018- Written by Jett Oxy - Follow on medium
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This is completely true, though I know it sounds like bullshit. It really happened.
I was wearing a thick, white, crinkly diaper, and thin track pants, and a short t-shirt.
My diaper was so loud, whenever I moved…everyone around could hear my pamper rustle. Not to mention, the way I was dressed made me look like a toddler. If you looked, the top two inches of my diaper were poking out of my pants.
So, this guy who was with me, dressed normally, took me into the Champs store on State Street. This cute guy who worked there came up and asked if we needed help. He came up in the first minute we were there. I got shy because I thought he was cute. He was masculine yet sweet, and he looked very strong and totally straight.
So, my friend had a pair of nice, silky Adidas track pants. They were 2XL.
So, I swear, he says to the salesman, âIâd like my buddy to try these on.â
âSure, no problem.â He said, now smiling at me. But my friend wasnât finished. He actually said, âListen. His name is Bradley. Heâs autistic and has developmental problems. His mental age is three. â
Without pausing, the cute salesman smiled at me and said, âNo problem at all.â Iâm red with embarrassment. I looked at the ground. It probably reinforced in his mind that I had the mind of a three year old. I looked like a shy kid.
My friend, Ryan, THEN said to the guy âThese pants are 2XL.â Then he leaned closer to the guy, and didnât whisper, but quietly said âUsually heâd take an XL. But I want him to try on the 2XL because they need to fit over his diaper.â I was totally floored. I couldnât believe it. But the amazing thing is that the guy, the salesman, just smiled and didnât bat an eye. âYeah, thatâs probably the right size. Okay, cmon, dude. Follow me to the dressing room.â He took the pants from Ryan and headed to the dressing room. I followed, totally humiliated. He opened a door and said âOkay, here you go. Just let me know if you need anything, Iâll be right here, buddy.â He called me buddy. He was being so fucking nice and he was trying to treat me with kindness, thinking Iâm a guy with the brain of a child, who wore diapers. Not only did it not bother the guy, he actually was a total professional and treated me with respect and protection.
So when I was alone, I pulled off my pants, now in just a t-shirt and my (still dry) diaper. I quickly put on the new track pants, pulling them up over my diaper.
And, honestly, I opened the door. The guy was there, talking to another customer. He looked at me and got a huge warming smile on his face.
âHey! Those look really nice on you!â He came over and walked around me. I knew that my diaper totally made the pants tighter around that area. He actually said, I swear to God, âWell, I can see your diaper, but itâs not bad. Itâs totally cool.â I was so scared. I said âYou can tell Iâm wearing my diaper?â He goes âWell yes, but donât worry, dude. No one will know. You look really good, buddy.â He was totally talking to me like I was a little boy. It was amazing, and my heart was racing. I went back to the dressing room and changed back.
The guy was amazing. He didnât make fun of me. He didnât laugh. He treated me with respect as an adult with developmental retardation. He was totally great, and very very nice.
This is a totally true story. I know it sounds like a lie, but I know it happened and Iâll never…NEVER forget the nice guy at Champs.
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