I love working softlines.
Actually I don't mind working softlines, there is always something to do even when there's no pulls. Although one day I am going ballistic on a guest who messes up one side of the table I'm folding, they act like I'm not there. Today was a typical day in SL, I had a short mid-shift, 1-6:30. There was a call for someone to help a guest in lingerie and I said I'd take it, anything to get away from the RTW tables. This little old lady of about 80 needed help finding a bra. No problem I ask what size and she tells me 36D but she won't wear one with the underwire. I try to tell her the selection in that size without a wire is very limited, but I will look. I find a good candidate and show it to her. She doesn't like it because it has the metal hooks in the back. She wants the one called "Barely There" just like the one she has on. I'm about to tell her we don't carry that name when she whips up her blouse to show me her bra. I quickly tell her we don't have that and find a different style which she finally decides to take. But I am totally scarred for life now.