My Alli McBeal had recently gotten a sales job for a great company and we talked about a hole in their process that she thought I could fill. She encouraged me to write her boss a letter.
Which I did.
And he actually responded.
And asked me to lunch.
So I had a new assignment given to me by Ms. McBeal. Write a business plan (after several revisions and prodding from Alli McBeal it was perfection - yes it was!) for myself, revamp my resume, and sell myself like a sales pro.
Which I did.
And got hired as a consultant on a project to project basis.
I had to drink not one, but two Maker's Presbyterians after that meeting. I do believe I was walking on air for over a week. Wait - let me check my feet - yup - still not touching the floor. I see much shopping and outfit creation in my future.
These people have no idea what's in store for them. It's the best day of their lives as well.
I am manifesting success - was it effective? Whoooo ha!
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The Turnstyle is a privately owned company and has about 14 locations around The Cities. I visited a different one from the one I used to work at yesterday and had a fun hour or so finding some lovely things. Groupons were burning holes in my pockets!
I had a couple of questions about the items I was considering purchasing and the Little Woman manning the register said, "Oh you'll have to talk to the manager about that."
I said, "I'd love to. Could you get her for me?"
Little Woman replied, "She's right over there."
I looked where she was pointing and said, "May I speak to her?"
Little Woman said, "Oh, you'll have to get her." She then shot me a look. Not a nice look come to think of it.
I said, "Would you get her for me please?"
Another look. A huge sigh. A stomping off to get manager.
I stood there waiting for the manager to come to the register, thinking to myself - why is the customer treated like this in a retail store?
I don't know why exactly, but I was shocked. I had a pile of stuff I wanted to get, I had a question. Was I seriously expected to chase down the manager, not knowing her name, carrying all my items with me, to interrupt her with my questions - rather than have her come to me at the register and deal with my quick questions on the spot?
The manager was very nice, answered my questions, and I went ahead with part of my purchases.
Little Woman was visibly annoyed with me. She rang up my stuff and I handed her my Groupon. Another look was shot in my direction. Another huge sigh.
I wanted to reach over the counter and ring the damn sale myself.
She completed my sale. My pile of stuff on the counter.
"Could I have a bag please," I asked?
HUGE SIGH FROM HER LITTLE CHEST
I get retail burnout. I worked retail for 15 months and some of the customers were nightmares. I could very well have been her nightmare for the day. But I was so sad to be treated like that.
So - the point of this ramble is a question for y'all. When presented with stranger rudeness, how do you respond? Do you stand your ground? Acquiesce? Stay calm? Become a bitch?
I stood there looking at the Little Woman. I smiled at her. Thanked her. Picked up my (bagged) items and left the store. I'm certain she thought me a bitch nonetheless.
There is lots of shopping to do in the next couple of weeks. I will manifest pleasant.
