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June 5, 2005

Shopping!

From Michelle, bargainless in Rotterdam...

I haven't really done any clothes shopping since we moved here because, apart from the fact that I miss the designer outlets and designer bargains at, well, really bargain prices, I've just been too busy. But yesterday the sun was shining, the birds were tweeting, and I decided it was time to indulge myself in a bit of long-denied retail therapy...

So I went into a well-known international chain store because I generally like the clothes in this particular store, whether it be in London, Manhattan or Rotterdam, so could practically guarantee success!

This is what happened...

I spend a lovely thirty or forty minutes browsing the entire floor and I love everything! I choose six great tops to try on. They really are bargains. Yes! I am now happily on my way to shopping paradise!

So I line up for another thirty minutes for the changing rooms, but I don't mind the wait because I just know that it is going to be worth it.

Finally, when my turn comes, the two assistants are too busy having a chat to bother with - you know - customers. Now I understand why the line is so long.

At last, one of them deigns to check how many items I have and grants me admittance to the changing room (after having practically frisked me to establish that I really only have six items).

I try on all of the tops and - joy of joys - two of them are absolutely perfect. Perfect! This is going really well!

As I leave the changing room I wait while the two assistants chat some more and ignore the customers.

Finally, Assistant #1 counts my items, takes my ticket off me, and then starts chatting again to Assistant #2.

"Um, excuse me," I say.

"What?" Assistant #1 says, just a bit rudely.

"Could you please tell me where I put these?" I ask, holding out the four tops I don't want.

"What do you mean?" Assistant #2 demands, also a bit rudely.

"The items that I don't want to purchase," I tell her, still smiling (even though I am getting to the teeth grinding stage). "I just want these two, but not these four others. Where do I put them?"

They look at each in a this-customer-is-obviously-an-idiot kind of way, and I'm really getting heated, now. I mean, wouldn't you?

"You have to put them back in the store where you found them," Assistant #1 tells me, as if speaking to a six-year-old child. And then they ignore me again.

What? I have to put them back, myself? Gah! I can't bloody remember where I got them all from. It's a huge store with a lot of stock, and all of the tops came from different rails in different areas.

Oh the stress, the stress...

So guess what happened next?

I hung up all six tops on the nearest rail and walked out of the store.

Michelle, exasperated :-)

Posted by Michelle at 12:02 PM | Comments (2)

Comments

Posted by: beejay at June 5, 2005 6:27 PM

Posted by: Michelle C at June 6, 2005 7:29 AM