Unique at Uniqlo

Second time I saw it, I was hooked. First time in the shop, the dress impressed me but only seeing it later online resulted in a sudden wave of desire. So strong it was that first thing in the morning I headed to Uniqlo shop, Oxford street, London UK. There I didn't have much patience to go through all the rails (hey, I've got job to do, can't be shopping for dresses all morning) so I approached an assistant. She looked kind of meeky, must admit. But nevertheless, I decided against discriminating her and went on describing the dress: "it's very similar as this one here, same style and colour, but with 3/4 sleeves." The assistant (she was very young, to her defence, but this might a discriminatory statement, no?) knowingly advised: "We don't have such dresses. You have to go to H&M".
Seriously.
I insisted that instead of moving to competetive pastures I shall stay here and carry on with my shopping endeavours. After a while and some minor rants on my side, the assistant decided she'd look in a stock room. "He - I asked - but what for? Since you say the dress doesn't exist in Uniqlo range?" She made a polite nod and disappeared. I very much wanted to leave but decided it wouldn't be pedagogical. Seven minutes later the assistant emerged together with her colleague. "She says we never had such dresses, too" she informed me sadly. She looked seriously concerned. I thanked very much for her help, left for downstairs, met another assistant, found a common ground, perused Uniqlo on my own mobile device, handed over product code and 25 blissful minutes later, the dress was handed to me in another Uniqlo store down the road.
Too small.
Never ever give up.
My eye, sharpened by the shopping ordeal, spotted a familiar 3/4 sleeve down the pile of clothes at the fitting room. The staff person there protested: "I can't move clothes now". It didn't matter. She eventually handed me the dress, it was the size I was looking for. So I didn't do even as much as to give her a look. In return, she didn't hand me the number when I headed for the last check to the changing room.
Done.
My friend requested the same dress. I went straight online.