I have to say that my favorite thing about this season were the rude customers and the put backs! Yes, it’s true every year we have some of this, but this year in this “challenging” economy it was almost unbearable! And what I found more challenging than the so called bad economy was holding my tongue and suppressing my temper to these ungrateful and mostly idiotic customers.
While, my employer refused to send us or hire us a fitting room checker, it was easily tacked on (by employer) to our list of “on the job duties.” Because selling a $400 gown to a tourist who only speaks Italian and you English, is a piece of cake! And selling this gown atop a pile of already tried on clothes makes that gown that much more special! We needed a checker!
To my point, while cleaning out a fitting room where one or multiple, who really knows, customers had gone in and ransacked the place…I was quickly picking up while looking for hangers to hang them up. Arms full of wrinkled, dirty, although new clothing; I spotted a rolled up mess of what looked like the newest BCBG chiffon cocktail dress which was marked at $398. As quickly as I scooped it into my already overflowing arms, I realized it was drenched, and threw it back down. How can this be? Well apparently someone was just too excited about how good it looked on them or scared at what they saw in the mirror, either way it was urine, lots of urine! That’s $398 toilet paper?
Ok ladies or gentlemen, not sure who tried it on as you can’t segregate fitting rooms or apparently the store can be sued, if you urinate on something, why would you leave it? It’s your urine, and it’s just as bad as stealing, why not take it? At least if you got caught you could say…I did it out of kindness so that the associate didn’t have to touch my urine. And if that doesn’t work, ask for a bag place urinated item in it and hand to associate with a small lie, you found it this way and wanted to be a good Samaritan and help out. OR just using the toilet, bano, potty, lavatory whatever it is you call it, maybe best. This way everyone is happy. I sell a clean, gorgeous cocktail dress and you are relieved.
Now there comes a point in everyone’s career (God I hope this isn’t mine) where you evaluate, how much am I really making here? Is it enough to clean up urine drenched clothes, listen to screaming children and hope my paycheck reflects my outstanding efforts and work ethic? If the answer is ‘no’ get out! Quick, before you get stuck. I found myself asking myself this A LOT this season.
And I should have taken my own advice, but I’m still here.
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