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I used to work at a clothing store that sounds a lot like Misstofer and Cranks. It's the kind of store teachers get their work wardrobes in. More than a few customers liked to think they were shopping in a higher-end clothing store and had the 'tudes to go with it. This one particular afternoon, a woman comes in and wants help finding things to wear on a cruise she's going on with her husband the next month. Yah, okay, fine. So she tries things on. And keeps trying them on until it seemed like she'd tried on everything in stock (both on the floor and in the back) and she'd wanted a few things that weren't as well.
This woman seemed to think that even though she left the dressing room she was in, because she'd left five billion garments hanging on anything you could hang something off of it was Her Dressing Room and she could just go right back into it with more things after taking another ramble around the store at her own sweet pace. My two co-workers and I were Not Amused. We let it go once or twice, but when it was clear she felt she'd marked her turf and she could come and go as she wished, the next time she left I cleaned the dressing room out and made sure it was closed up.
I had to go in the back for a bit and when I came out, one of my co-workers told me while I was gone Ye Old Entitlement Biddy had tried to head back to Her Room and found *gasp* the door closed. Even worse, in her mind, there was someone else in there now. She told my co-worker "That's my dressing room!". Co-worker ever-so-nicely tells her (complete with a pasted-on smile), "Oh, we thought you were done, since you'd left. I'll get you another room." YOEB was quite put out she had to use another room. At some point during her invasion that day the phrase "I'm one of your best customers" came up at least once.
When YEOB decides to finally cash out, what does she buy? No, not the FIVE ZILLION THINGS SHE TRIED ON. Nooooo, none of those! She buys two blouses off one of the sale racks. Total: $47. x.x I was in the next day and one of the co-workers who'd been there during YEOB's hours-long invasion tells me YEOB brought BOTH blouses back. *headwall*
Word of advice if you shop at the store I mentioned: there are ALWAYS sale racks in the back. Always. A garment stays in the store until it a) sells or b) is somehow damaged and cannot be sold. I am dead serious when I say that I found a jacket on one of the racks that was from five 'quarters' (of which there are six during the year and they last 2-3 months each) ago. You can get shirts for $3.99 that used to be over $30. The garments are good-quality so it's a great way to stock up on solid separates for a song (alliteration not intended).
This woman seemed to think that even though she left the dressing room she was in, because she'd left five billion garments hanging on anything you could hang something off of it was Her Dressing Room and she could just go right back into it with more things after taking another ramble around the store at her own sweet pace. My two co-workers and I were Not Amused. We let it go once or twice, but when it was clear she felt she'd marked her turf and she could come and go as she wished, the next time she left I cleaned the dressing room out and made sure it was closed up.
I had to go in the back for a bit and when I came out, one of my co-workers told me while I was gone Ye Old Entitlement Biddy had tried to head back to Her Room and found *gasp* the door closed. Even worse, in her mind, there was someone else in there now. She told my co-worker "That's my dressing room!". Co-worker ever-so-nicely tells her (complete with a pasted-on smile), "Oh, we thought you were done, since you'd left. I'll get you another room." YOEB was quite put out she had to use another room. At some point during her invasion that day the phrase "I'm one of your best customers" came up at least once.
When YEOB decides to finally cash out, what does she buy? No, not the FIVE ZILLION THINGS SHE TRIED ON. Nooooo, none of those! She buys two blouses off one of the sale racks. Total: $47. x.x I was in the next day and one of the co-workers who'd been there during YEOB's hours-long invasion tells me YEOB brought BOTH blouses back. *headwall*
Word of advice if you shop at the store I mentioned: there are ALWAYS sale racks in the back. Always. A garment stays in the store until it a) sells or b) is somehow damaged and cannot be sold. I am dead serious when I say that I found a jacket on one of the racks that was from five 'quarters' (of which there are six during the year and they last 2-3 months each) ago. You can get shirts for $3.99 that used to be over $30. The garments are good-quality so it's a great way to stock up on solid separates for a song (alliteration not intended).