I went out clothes shopping yesterday. It's not something I do very often, but when I do, I tend to get overwhelmed with sales people bugging me every few minutes. I'm not complaining, because when I do shop - boy do I shop - and those extra hands taking away my potential purchases are more than welcome.
Yesterday apparently seemed to be the exception to the rule. I went to the local shop, and started to look around. The reason for my shopping was many fold
So I walk in. There is one other customer besides me, and 3 sales people. Now 2 of the 3 would normally come up to me at different intervals and ask if I'm looking for something, do I need help,etc.
But I got nothing. Okay, I figured they didn't want to pounce on me right away as I clearly looked like I knew what I was looking for.
20 minutes later, my arms are laden down with several shirts, two skirts, and one dress that I was trying in vain to not drag on the floor. And again, no one comes to ask me if I need help. So I go up to the register where one of the other sales girls are and ask if I might get a fitting room. She gives me this look as if I've just walked in off the streets, then sighs and says I'll have to wait till the other girl is done, she's got the key.
Okay. I ask if she might hold some items as the limit is 6 per person. Again, the sigh and she holds her hand out like I'm going to give her money. I hang onto one of the skirts, the dress and a couple of shirts. I wait for the other clerk to finish. Clerk 3 is nowhere to be found at this time. Clerk 1 is merrily chatting away with the customer, and it appears they will be doing this for some time.
After another 10 minutes of this, I go back up to the registers and again ask if I might be able to get a fitting room. Again, the eyeroll, the sigh and the "You have to wait until the other girl is done" spiel.
I finally get a bit testy and say "So you mean to tell me that I need to wait for Ms. Social Bug (other sales girl) to finish with her story about how her 6 month old is crawling to try on the clothes? Sorry, forgive me for wanting to spend money in your store." I dropped the items I had wanted to try on on the counter and walked towards the door.
Just as I get to the door, I hear a "Miss, that room is open now" being shouted at me. I turn back, smile sweetly and tell them to have a nice day and leave.
I ended up going to another location closer to my home and made some of my purchases there. They didn't have the dress I was interested in, but they did offer to order it for me and have it shipped at no charge to the store for me to try on. I also did get the contact information for the district manager of our area.
For the record, I spent close to $300 on my clothes, and this trip will last me a good while. The last time I went clothes shopping was about 2 years ago, so it's one of those rare occasions where when I shop, I shop.
Yesterday apparently seemed to be the exception to the rule. I went to the local shop, and started to look around. The reason for my shopping was many fold
- I had a coupon
- They were having a buy one get one on shirts sale
- I have a SIL who is getting married later this summer and I wanted to see what I could get for the wedding
- I had seem some items on their website that I wanted to check out
So I walk in. There is one other customer besides me, and 3 sales people. Now 2 of the 3 would normally come up to me at different intervals and ask if I'm looking for something, do I need help,etc.
But I got nothing. Okay, I figured they didn't want to pounce on me right away as I clearly looked like I knew what I was looking for.
20 minutes later, my arms are laden down with several shirts, two skirts, and one dress that I was trying in vain to not drag on the floor. And again, no one comes to ask me if I need help. So I go up to the register where one of the other sales girls are and ask if I might get a fitting room. She gives me this look as if I've just walked in off the streets, then sighs and says I'll have to wait till the other girl is done, she's got the key.
Okay. I ask if she might hold some items as the limit is 6 per person. Again, the sigh and she holds her hand out like I'm going to give her money. I hang onto one of the skirts, the dress and a couple of shirts. I wait for the other clerk to finish. Clerk 3 is nowhere to be found at this time. Clerk 1 is merrily chatting away with the customer, and it appears they will be doing this for some time.
After another 10 minutes of this, I go back up to the registers and again ask if I might be able to get a fitting room. Again, the eyeroll, the sigh and the "You have to wait until the other girl is done" spiel.
I finally get a bit testy and say "So you mean to tell me that I need to wait for Ms. Social Bug (other sales girl) to finish with her story about how her 6 month old is crawling to try on the clothes? Sorry, forgive me for wanting to spend money in your store." I dropped the items I had wanted to try on on the counter and walked towards the door.
Just as I get to the door, I hear a "Miss, that room is open now" being shouted at me. I turn back, smile sweetly and tell them to have a nice day and leave.
I ended up going to another location closer to my home and made some of my purchases there. They didn't have the dress I was interested in, but they did offer to order it for me and have it shipped at no charge to the store for me to try on. I also did get the contact information for the district manager of our area.
For the record, I spent close to $300 on my clothes, and this trip will last me a good while. The last time I went clothes shopping was about 2 years ago, so it's one of those rare occasions where when I shop, I shop.


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