Some blah stuff about work
Oct. 19th, 2003 09:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elegant_bonfireI work in retail. I work in a well-known department store, in the shoe department. Ninety-nine percent of the time, I love the job. I work on commission, so the more I sell the more I make, most of the customers are pretty cool, and I am a shoe fanatic, so it's not hard to be enthusiastic about what I'm selling. (I don't know how many pairs of shoes I own. I'm not kidding.)
But there are a few things that absolutely drive me crazy, so in honor of the first day of our big fall sale (yesterday) I have to list them.
1) When you are trying on shoes, walk in them. Standing there and flapping your foot up and down like a penguin is not going to give you any idea of how the shoes feel when you are actually walking!!!
2) If you wear a size 5 or 5 1/2 please don't complain that we never have anything in your size unless you are actually willing to buy something. I can't tell you the number of times these people have said they can't find anything in their size, so I bring out a whole bunch of smaller-than-six shoes, (we're required to bring out 4 pair anyway) they find several that fit perfectly, then when it comes time to close the sale, I ask which ones they want, they always say, "Oh, I have to think about it." The hell?!? And the bottom line is, everything we sell is tracked by barcode in the mainframe in Minneapolis, so if we don't sell very much of certain items, the buyers cut down our stock. So-you guessed it- we have very little in stock under size 6. One of the great mysteries of life.
3) If you wore your shoes to work, the prom, school, etc. and decided you didn't like them, we're not going to take them back once they're worn. So, if you're thinking about trying to return them...just don't.
4) And a general one---we have one entrance to our stockroom, right next to our register/ringing counter. Everyone working has to go through that door to get shoes. On a sale day, that's a lot of traffic. So WHY for the love of God, does every woman with a huge stroller decide to sit down in that corner and park the damn thing right in front of the stockroom door? You would think after five employees have said, "Excuse me" as they squeeze past the thing they would realize they are in the way, but no. *Sigh*
However, considering the hell some folks jobs are, that's pretty minor stuff to deal with. So yeah, selling choos been bery bery good to me!!
But there are a few things that absolutely drive me crazy, so in honor of the first day of our big fall sale (yesterday) I have to list them.
1) When you are trying on shoes, walk in them. Standing there and flapping your foot up and down like a penguin is not going to give you any idea of how the shoes feel when you are actually walking!!!
2) If you wear a size 5 or 5 1/2 please don't complain that we never have anything in your size unless you are actually willing to buy something. I can't tell you the number of times these people have said they can't find anything in their size, so I bring out a whole bunch of smaller-than-six shoes, (we're required to bring out 4 pair anyway) they find several that fit perfectly, then when it comes time to close the sale, I ask which ones they want, they always say, "Oh, I have to think about it." The hell?!? And the bottom line is, everything we sell is tracked by barcode in the mainframe in Minneapolis, so if we don't sell very much of certain items, the buyers cut down our stock. So-you guessed it- we have very little in stock under size 6. One of the great mysteries of life.
3) If you wore your shoes to work, the prom, school, etc. and decided you didn't like them, we're not going to take them back once they're worn. So, if you're thinking about trying to return them...just don't.
4) And a general one---we have one entrance to our stockroom, right next to our register/ringing counter. Everyone working has to go through that door to get shoes. On a sale day, that's a lot of traffic. So WHY for the love of God, does every woman with a huge stroller decide to sit down in that corner and park the damn thing right in front of the stockroom door? You would think after five employees have said, "Excuse me" as they squeeze past the thing they would realize they are in the way, but no. *Sigh*
However, considering the hell some folks jobs are, that's pretty minor stuff to deal with. So yeah, selling choos been bery bery good to me!!
