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So I went to a fancy-schmancy expensive department store for a new pair of work shoes... I usually where vans or chucks (or my ginormous black leaher boots if I'm out and about on my motorcycle), so this is an adventure for me...
I have a personal issues with men who sell shoes on commission for a living. I'm sure that most of them are great people, but they usually creep me out and remind me of serial killers. They make me uncomfortable in the same way that many girls get uncomfortable with their regular ob/gyn getting replaced without notice by a male nurse with big hands.
So on with the story... I've decided on my shoe of choice and the nearest salesperson is a man who is already helping 3 other customers. I didn't see any other salespersons so I waited patiently for my turn. The guy took about 15-20 minutes getting my shoes after asking which pair I wanted, then he nearly threw them at me after taking another 15 minutes finding them. He hardly so much as grunted at me when I tried to say thank you (you know, with the making a point to not look me in the face like I'm the most foul person he's ever had the displeasure of having to help try on shoes). I didn't like the shoes and wanted to try another pair, but he had disappeared in the back room and had been gone for a long time. I got bored and started wandering around picking out other shoes that I would want to try on, when I stumbled upon another salesperson. A very nice lady who was very helpful and would retrieve what I asked for in a reasonable time frame. The scary foot-man finally came out of the stock room and realized I had been so savagely stolen from him by this heinous bitch of a woman.
SFM proceeds to scream at the nice lady for supposedly stealing his customer and blah blah blah. I felt really bad when the woman came back over to me, so I apologized to her and explained why I had come over. She told me not to worry, he does that ALL the time apparently.
I understand that you work on commission and that's your lively-hood... but must you create a scene in front of other customers to further prove you are a creepy d-bag?
P.S. I only had him seek me out one pair of shoes. So it's not like I had made him my bitch, then trotted off to someone else... The woman I went to helped me out with ten different pairs of shoes (I'm a girl, I can't help my shoe-lust!!) ... I think she deserves the gold star, not him.
I have a personal issues with men who sell shoes on commission for a living. I'm sure that most of them are great people, but they usually creep me out and remind me of serial killers. They make me uncomfortable in the same way that many girls get uncomfortable with their regular ob/gyn getting replaced without notice by a male nurse with big hands.
So on with the story... I've decided on my shoe of choice and the nearest salesperson is a man who is already helping 3 other customers. I didn't see any other salespersons so I waited patiently for my turn. The guy took about 15-20 minutes getting my shoes after asking which pair I wanted, then he nearly threw them at me after taking another 15 minutes finding them. He hardly so much as grunted at me when I tried to say thank you (you know, with the making a point to not look me in the face like I'm the most foul person he's ever had the displeasure of having to help try on shoes). I didn't like the shoes and wanted to try another pair, but he had disappeared in the back room and had been gone for a long time. I got bored and started wandering around picking out other shoes that I would want to try on, when I stumbled upon another salesperson. A very nice lady who was very helpful and would retrieve what I asked for in a reasonable time frame. The scary foot-man finally came out of the stock room and realized I had been so savagely stolen from him by this heinous bitch of a woman.
SFM proceeds to scream at the nice lady for supposedly stealing his customer and blah blah blah. I felt really bad when the woman came back over to me, so I apologized to her and explained why I had come over. She told me not to worry, he does that ALL the time apparently.
I understand that you work on commission and that's your lively-hood... but must you create a scene in front of other customers to further prove you are a creepy d-bag?
P.S. I only had him seek me out one pair of shoes. So it's not like I had made him my bitch, then trotted off to someone else... The woman I went to helped me out with ten different pairs of shoes (I'm a girl, I can't help my shoe-lust!!) ... I think she deserves the gold star, not him.
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