Nov 20, 2005 03:20
so I had to go to the mall today to by some black plants for this crappy job i'm starting sunday. the mall is a madhouse and apparently asking for size 13 pants is like trying to bum your way to the holy grail. i went into one of those stores, the kind that just want you to buy expensive brand name jeans. imediately asked if I needed help. it was a welcomed greeting. I used to hate it when the sales folks asked me if I needed help. I mostly felt that i looked like a dirtbag and not to worry about trying to pull any funny stuff cause they had their eyes on me. but now, when i'm completely ignored I feel as though I'm getting bad service because I look like a dirtbag that's not worth helping. maybe the difference is whether these girls work on commission or not. it also seems the rude ones are always the ones that are younger and more vital than I am. I look like a trainwreck.who knows. so, I decieded to answer the question. I'm looking for black pants. girls says "well we don't have black cotton pants but we do have black cords and black jeans". sales lady number 2 says "we have black managers". now I thought she was telling a joke. one of questionable social ramifications, one that said at least we have a racially diverse staff. I thought it was an odd thing to say. then i realized she meant the popular demin brand name.