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I went shopping today. I had to get my car inspected anyway, and the mall was RIGHT there. It would have been wrong not to stop in.
I had a pair of pants to return. I needed to buy a new shirt. Something nice to wear to our Christmas party in November coming up on Friday at work.
So I'm walking around in the mall and trying not to make eye contact with any of the people at the kiosks. Because you know if you look at them, they're gonna try to sell you something.
I made the mistake of looking at someone, and she grabbed me. I'm too nice to say no, so I let her give me her EXTREMELY rehearsed pitch.
What was she selling? Hair straightening irons.
She sits me down in the chair and grabs a chunk of my hair and slides it through the straightener. It flattens a little bit more. Big deal. She shows me that you can use it for curling and stuff. I sit patiently waiting.
Then she says "Now, look at this side of your head that I have been working on, and this side that I have not touched. See the difference? This side looks smooth and shiny. This side -- is dry and frizzy. And, this will not cause all these nasty split ends like you have."
Well. Nice way to sell your product.
She then continues "You need to take care of your hair while you are young. When you get older like me, you'll be glad you did. How old are you now?" I answer "I'm 28." She says "oh... well... then... at your age, you should already know how important your hair is and be well into taking good care of it."
Great. Call me old, too. Way to push your product.
So, she hits me with the price. $200 for the deluxe model, (which apparently I need because its made for people with frizzy dry hair) or $185 for the original.
I turned to her and said "Well, $200 is WAY too much for me to spend on a straightener for my hair. Thats why its all dry and frizzy and damaged. But thanks anyway."
She needs to work on her people skills.
I had a pair of pants to return. I needed to buy a new shirt. Something nice to wear to our Christmas party in November coming up on Friday at work.
So I'm walking around in the mall and trying not to make eye contact with any of the people at the kiosks. Because you know if you look at them, they're gonna try to sell you something.
I made the mistake of looking at someone, and she grabbed me. I'm too nice to say no, so I let her give me her EXTREMELY rehearsed pitch.
What was she selling? Hair straightening irons.
She sits me down in the chair and grabs a chunk of my hair and slides it through the straightener. It flattens a little bit more. Big deal. She shows me that you can use it for curling and stuff. I sit patiently waiting.
Then she says "Now, look at this side of your head that I have been working on, and this side that I have not touched. See the difference? This side looks smooth and shiny. This side -- is dry and frizzy. And, this will not cause all these nasty split ends like you have."
Well. Nice way to sell your product.
She then continues "You need to take care of your hair while you are young. When you get older like me, you'll be glad you did. How old are you now?" I answer "I'm 28." She says "oh... well... then... at your age, you should already know how important your hair is and be well into taking good care of it."
Great. Call me old, too. Way to push your product.
So, she hits me with the price. $200 for the deluxe model, (which apparently I need because its made for people with frizzy dry hair) or $185 for the original.
I turned to her and said "Well, $200 is WAY too much for me to spend on a straightener for my hair. Thats why its all dry and frizzy and damaged. But thanks anyway."
She needs to work on her people skills.