*not sucky, just annoying*
I usually take advantage of my night shift routine by running all errands during the week right away after work, any place that's open that early anyway, so I can avoid crowds and obnoxious people and kids.
I did have to wait a couple of hours for the mall to open the other day so I could get my ring sized. I drove to the mall, but for some reason, the jewelery store's gate was still down even at opening time, so I decided to shop a bit while I waited.
Understandably, it's right at opening and the only people at the mall are the notorious mall walkers, not many people are there to shop.
I walked into Charlotte Russe because I right away from outside the store saw racks of shirts that said $5, along with a big sign indicating an after Christmas clearance sale.
Immediately I was greeted by a nicely dressed charming young lady who let me know that all of these racks by the door were $5 shirts, and there were $10 pants and sweats a little further back, and if I needed any help, just let her know.
K, great.
So I skim through some shirts and pick out one I like.
She immediately comes over and asks if I need a fitting room. I said no because I shop there quite often and I know it will fit. She offers to hold it at the register for me. I said sure.
I see bras and panties are on clearance, so I head that way. She immediately runs over and says "Just so you know, ALL panties are 5 for $10!" and I nod politely.
I know a lot of people can't/don't read, but I saw the sign. I know. Thank you.
I got my 5 pairs of undies and she comes back over and whisks them over to the register for me. She then lets me know that all shoes are buy one get one half off or something or other, another sale here and there, I said I think I'm done but I was wondering if this store had clutch bags or fancy sparkly wallets.
She shows them to me and I pick one. She asks "Anything else you might want to buy today?" and I said no, so she took that answer and rang me up and I was on my way.
At Payless, all I did was look at one boot and the sales girl literally came booking over and said "What size do you need for this boot?" and I was kind of taken aback and said "Well I was just looking at it, not sure if it's the one I want, but either an 8 or 8 1/2 in wide please."
I did end up with that pair of boots, but sheesh. When I worked at Deb as a teen, I never stalked customers just because I was bored.
I just did my job and greeted everyone and told them about the sales and said I was there if they needed any help. Then I'd keep a watchful eye out for shoplifters and would often just pretend to be straightening racks of clothes when I was really eye-ing up what I wanted to buy with my employee discount, or would imagine what I'd look like in this or that, or I'd hope I was picked to decide the color "scheme" for the upcoming month so I'd get the privilege of dressing the manequins in colors I picked and I liked.
There was another time a few months ago at Aeropostale when the employees were so overly helpful that the sales girl just hovered over me and even asked if I needed help deciding what color I wanted. I stayed polite but damn I just wanted to tell her that I'm 23 years old, I know what colors I like, it's just that when I'm buying 4 of the same shirts, I have a hard time deciding what 4 colors I want, as in, which 4 I like the best.
I usually take advantage of my night shift routine by running all errands during the week right away after work, any place that's open that early anyway, so I can avoid crowds and obnoxious people and kids.
I did have to wait a couple of hours for the mall to open the other day so I could get my ring sized. I drove to the mall, but for some reason, the jewelery store's gate was still down even at opening time, so I decided to shop a bit while I waited.
Understandably, it's right at opening and the only people at the mall are the notorious mall walkers, not many people are there to shop.
I walked into Charlotte Russe because I right away from outside the store saw racks of shirts that said $5, along with a big sign indicating an after Christmas clearance sale.
Immediately I was greeted by a nicely dressed charming young lady who let me know that all of these racks by the door were $5 shirts, and there were $10 pants and sweats a little further back, and if I needed any help, just let her know.
K, great.
So I skim through some shirts and pick out one I like.
She immediately comes over and asks if I need a fitting room. I said no because I shop there quite often and I know it will fit. She offers to hold it at the register for me. I said sure.
I see bras and panties are on clearance, so I head that way. She immediately runs over and says "Just so you know, ALL panties are 5 for $10!" and I nod politely.
I know a lot of people can't/don't read, but I saw the sign. I know. Thank you.
I got my 5 pairs of undies and she comes back over and whisks them over to the register for me. She then lets me know that all shoes are buy one get one half off or something or other, another sale here and there, I said I think I'm done but I was wondering if this store had clutch bags or fancy sparkly wallets.
She shows them to me and I pick one. She asks "Anything else you might want to buy today?" and I said no, so she took that answer and rang me up and I was on my way.
At Payless, all I did was look at one boot and the sales girl literally came booking over and said "What size do you need for this boot?" and I was kind of taken aback and said "Well I was just looking at it, not sure if it's the one I want, but either an 8 or 8 1/2 in wide please."
I did end up with that pair of boots, but sheesh. When I worked at Deb as a teen, I never stalked customers just because I was bored.
I just did my job and greeted everyone and told them about the sales and said I was there if they needed any help. Then I'd keep a watchful eye out for shoplifters and would often just pretend to be straightening racks of clothes when I was really eye-ing up what I wanted to buy with my employee discount, or would imagine what I'd look like in this or that, or I'd hope I was picked to decide the color "scheme" for the upcoming month so I'd get the privilege of dressing the manequins in colors I picked and I liked.
There was another time a few months ago at Aeropostale when the employees were so overly helpful that the sales girl just hovered over me and even asked if I needed help deciding what color I wanted. I stayed polite but damn I just wanted to tell her that I'm 23 years old, I know what colors I like, it's just that when I'm buying 4 of the same shirts, I have a hard time deciding what 4 colors I want, as in, which 4 I like the best.
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