There's a second-hand children's clothing store in my town that's moving. Their business is doing so well (and with good reason, in my opinion, with the possible exception of one employee who looks perpetually angry) that they're moving to a larger space in another strip mall just up the street. Good for them, I say.
And good for me, too. They've had a few sales recently to try to clear out some stuff and make their move easier. Yesterday was the "big" help-us-move sale. Every clearance item was marked with a colored tag. Customers would be able to pick up bags from the employees, fill the bag with clearance items, and pay just $10 for each bag. It was a great deal, and Mrs. Shirts and I went to find some clothes for our son.
No luck. Of the clearance items, we found only one thing we liked. The other stuff was not in our budget for this month, and it was nothing we absolutely needed anyway. As we were preparing to leave, I discovered why we couldn't find anything we liked.
Four or five mothers were shopping together. They each grabbed armloads of clearance clothes and went to set up camp in the far corner of the store. They then sorted the clothes, bagging the ones they wanted and tossing the others into a pile under a rack of other clothes. Once one armload was depleted, one or two of them would go back for more. And, no, of course they didn't put back the stuff they didn't want; they left it in the pile.
I was disgusted. They turned a good opportunity to get some inexpensive baby clothes into a feeding frenzy. And, since the store was just packed with people, none of the employees could do anything about it.
I'll wait until after the move to go back there. The weekly sales and relatively low prices are good enough without having to put up with that madness.
And good for me, too. They've had a few sales recently to try to clear out some stuff and make their move easier. Yesterday was the "big" help-us-move sale. Every clearance item was marked with a colored tag. Customers would be able to pick up bags from the employees, fill the bag with clearance items, and pay just $10 for each bag. It was a great deal, and Mrs. Shirts and I went to find some clothes for our son.
No luck. Of the clearance items, we found only one thing we liked. The other stuff was not in our budget for this month, and it was nothing we absolutely needed anyway. As we were preparing to leave, I discovered why we couldn't find anything we liked.
Four or five mothers were shopping together. They each grabbed armloads of clearance clothes and went to set up camp in the far corner of the store. They then sorted the clothes, bagging the ones they wanted and tossing the others into a pile under a rack of other clothes. Once one armload was depleted, one or two of them would go back for more. And, no, of course they didn't put back the stuff they didn't want; they left it in the pile.
I was disgusted. They turned a good opportunity to get some inexpensive baby clothes into a feeding frenzy. And, since the store was just packed with people, none of the employees could do anything about it.
I'll wait until after the move to go back there. The weekly sales and relatively low prices are good enough without having to put up with that madness.
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