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Retail Therapy – weeks 3 and 4

Couple of weeks in one as the novelty is beginning to wear off and the lols are fewer and further between.

You’d think I’d have a lot to say since last week was the store’s quarterly sale week (few pointers again, but I’m determined not to directly mention it…), but actually the customers were on-the-whole very understanding and very happy to wait…

However, both week 3 and week 4 brought around the usual obvservations that only odd men like me ever seem to make… So here goes:

People that act like Dave Worley are commended for acting like Dave Worley by Dave Worley

A fine moment in my retail career as I was talking to a woman who was going to find another size of jeans for her husband in the fitting room (see week 2). I was having a laugh and a joke with her and she was looking back chatting when bam. Straight into a permanent fixture of shirts. This would be funny enough in itself to comment on. But as she turned away she gave it “oh my god…” and pulled an horrendous face. The Trinity crew appreciate people who act like them.

Stock Room incidents bring out top brass…

I’m not going to lie – I’d never seen the store manager before in my life. So imagine my shock to see “Store Manager” under her name on her namebadge on Thursday when she was ringing for an ambulance for a member of staff who had been taken out by a large number of falling boxes. Pleasing moments, but not for Mrs Under A. Box. Best wishes to her, though, for sure…

The Dreaded Christmas Party…

… is nearly upon us, and I have to say I’m not dreading it at all – because there are some top quality people in my department which will only add to the merriment. What won’t add to the merriment is me being taken home after 15 pints of lager. Fortunately, I have not been working in the store long enough to have bonded with any of my fellow team enough to tell them that “I love them” (which I will probably do anyway) or make inappropriate passes at (I am frigging determined that this isn’t going to happen, for once – I like my job, and I like my respect. My dignity is another matter, of course, but that’s why I’m going out with a group of people I’ve only known for 5 weeks with the sole intention of getting trollied).

Department Loyalty for the megalolswin!

I took an utter verbal battering from a cosmetics girl who disliked my customer service on Sunday (you might have seen this anger directed at her on my Facebook status). Today I received some pleasant comments from my fellow Menswear-ers (the girls don’t wear mens.. But whatever..) which has cheered my week up no end. So thanks to you, if you get round to reading this.

Homoerotic fantasies should be kept to oneself in the staff canteen

After till training a week last Saturday, I was chilling out with a McDonalds in the canteen (I had the worst hangover under the sun) and a couple of girls from womenswear were chatting about that idiot from Twilight. As much as I think he’s an idiot, I find him an attractive man. So in my usual lol-I’m-not-gay-but-I’m-gonna-sound-it-for-huge-lolz nature, I just, outloud, said “Pretty sure he’s one of the few men on earth I’d utterly… destroy”. I said the last word rather meekly, as all three had leaned in expectedly… It was an amazing scene. They fell about laughing and I blushed wildly. Then asked which other men I’d “destroy” (with air-quotes and everything… bastards), before eventually being convinced of the fact I was actually straight…

I’m mindful of the fact this isn’t as light as the last two :( I must be losing my edge. But not that much has happened really, except being ridiculously busy, oh and selling my first storecard, which gives a very warm satisfying feeling. Till work has been much easier than I thought and has allowed me to be free to talk to the customer about their day, their purchases, etc – something that I find is absolutely imperative in customer service – you need to be part of the customer’s day, not just a peripheral instrument selling them goods.

Even if they are called Cosmetics Bitch.

Tuesday, November 24th, 2009 at 7:59 pm
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