Yesterday there was something like 4 different customers that leched. I casn't think of anything I was doing different- I was wearing my usual clothes, behaving the same...
The first couple were minor, and not really offensive- 'You're very pretty'/'what are you doing for valentines?' type. Flattering more than annoying as they didn't push the issue, get sleazy or make me feel uncomfortable.
No3, however...
Two guys came in, it took them forever to tell me what they actually wanted (calling it male-max when they wanted cell-mass) and in the middle of the conversation...
PG- Pervy Guy
Me- increasing uncomfortable
PG: SO, do YOU use this?
Me: Not really. It's to increase muscle mass, and when I work out I do toning exercises and cardio-based work. I don't want to get all bulked out.
PG: Oooh, toning esercises. Could you tone ME? (said in that way. Nearly every woman on the planet knows which way I mean)
Me: No. Sorry.
PG: Why not?
Me: I'm not a trainer.
PG: *long slow glance over me* Wish you were...
Seriously, WTH? I'm not even wearing makeup, and I'm really tired. I look like HELL. And while I have no problem witha little respectful flirting while I'm at work, and will sometimes flirt back a little, behaving like that in my work environment is way out. It makes everything awkward.
No4:
Or, If you're making someone stay late due to your indecision, perhaps you shouldn't try asking her out.
I: Idiot
Me: Wanting to LEAVE.
He comes in at 5-to-close, and I tell him he has five minutes. at nearly close he asks a question about energy levels, I give him a bit of advice, tell him the item in question is downstairs, but I can't go down there with him, as I'm on my own and I can't leave the top floor un-womanned.
He's down there for a while, so when I lock the doors, I go down to make sure he's ok. He asks a ton of questions, and as we're finally (10 past closing now) going upstairs to pay he asks...
'So what are you doing for Valentines then?'
I tell him 'You know, not much. Curry with my boyfriend, some presents...'
Him: 'Doesn't sound very romantic... dump your boyfriend and I'll take you out for a three-course meal with champagne.'
I check to see if he's joking. He's deadly serious. You are making me late out, I want to go to the gym and meet my boy before it closes, and I want to do it now. I have closing crap to do before I can leave, and I want you to GO.
While we're talking asomeone tries the door to find it locked.
After all that, he doesn't buy anything!
The first couple were minor, and not really offensive- 'You're very pretty'/'what are you doing for valentines?' type. Flattering more than annoying as they didn't push the issue, get sleazy or make me feel uncomfortable.
No3, however...
Two guys came in, it took them forever to tell me what they actually wanted (calling it male-max when they wanted cell-mass) and in the middle of the conversation...
PG- Pervy Guy
Me- increasing uncomfortable
PG: SO, do YOU use this?
Me: Not really. It's to increase muscle mass, and when I work out I do toning exercises and cardio-based work. I don't want to get all bulked out.
PG: Oooh, toning esercises. Could you tone ME? (said in that way. Nearly every woman on the planet knows which way I mean)
Me: No. Sorry.
PG: Why not?
Me: I'm not a trainer.
PG: *long slow glance over me* Wish you were...
Seriously, WTH? I'm not even wearing makeup, and I'm really tired. I look like HELL. And while I have no problem witha little respectful flirting while I'm at work, and will sometimes flirt back a little, behaving like that in my work environment is way out. It makes everything awkward.
No4:
Or, If you're making someone stay late due to your indecision, perhaps you shouldn't try asking her out.
I: Idiot
Me: Wanting to LEAVE.
He comes in at 5-to-close, and I tell him he has five minutes. at nearly close he asks a question about energy levels, I give him a bit of advice, tell him the item in question is downstairs, but I can't go down there with him, as I'm on my own and I can't leave the top floor un-womanned.
He's down there for a while, so when I lock the doors, I go down to make sure he's ok. He asks a ton of questions, and as we're finally (10 past closing now) going upstairs to pay he asks...
'So what are you doing for Valentines then?'
I tell him 'You know, not much. Curry with my boyfriend, some presents...'
Him: 'Doesn't sound very romantic... dump your boyfriend and I'll take you out for a three-course meal with champagne.'
I check to see if he's joking. He's deadly serious. You are making me late out, I want to go to the gym and meet my boy before it closes, and I want to do it now. I have closing crap to do before I can leave, and I want you to GO.
While we're talking asomeone tries the door to find it locked.
After all that, he doesn't buy anything!
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