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Well serving coffee isnt as bad as being in the clothing retail.
If I have to fold every single friggin shirt on a table because its a mini Mount Everest with like 100 polos....and I do a damn good job at it too, I'll do it.
But do not, and I cannot say it stronger enough....DO NOT come around my fucking table and pick up five of the shirts that I just folded and stacked by size and just fling it back onto the table when I just fucking fixed it!
When I ask if you need help, either say no or ask if we have a shirt in green in medium size or something.
Fitting room is the worst...people bring in a shit load of clothes, and they either:
A) not take anything in the end after trying them on, but bring them back to me, which is what we prefer
or
B) leave a mountain of clothes in the fitting room stall and only take a few items in their hands to the register.
Would it kill you to bring whatever you brought back to me? Seriously, I am not your fucking maid, pick up the clothes you tried on and at the very least, hand them to me.
Do not say "I'm sorry" and just leave your mountain on the folding cart I was using to fold stuff in the fitting room either. No you are not sorry and if you were, at least put it on the unused bench right by me.
Not on the neatly folded stack of clothes I just made, you douche.
The worst part is that some mothers tell their kids to leave the unwanted clothes in the fitting room because I'll pick them up later. Lady, I will slap you right upside the head.
My mother would have killed me if I did that.
She's always said "If you're not going to buy it, don't touch it. If you're going to try something on but don't want it, fold it the way it was and put it back or leave it on a table."
Otherwise, my job does have its perks. They outweigh the cons and aggravating factors of my job but god dammit at least be considerate. It wouldn't kill you, trust me.
If I have to fold every single friggin shirt on a table because its a mini Mount Everest with like 100 polos....and I do a damn good job at it too, I'll do it.
But do not, and I cannot say it stronger enough....DO NOT come around my fucking table and pick up five of the shirts that I just folded and stacked by size and just fling it back onto the table when I just fucking fixed it!
When I ask if you need help, either say no or ask if we have a shirt in green in medium size or something.
Fitting room is the worst...people bring in a shit load of clothes, and they either:
A) not take anything in the end after trying them on, but bring them back to me, which is what we prefer
or
B) leave a mountain of clothes in the fitting room stall and only take a few items in their hands to the register.
Would it kill you to bring whatever you brought back to me? Seriously, I am not your fucking maid, pick up the clothes you tried on and at the very least, hand them to me.
Do not say "I'm sorry" and just leave your mountain on the folding cart I was using to fold stuff in the fitting room either. No you are not sorry and if you were, at least put it on the unused bench right by me.
Not on the neatly folded stack of clothes I just made, you douche.
The worst part is that some mothers tell their kids to leave the unwanted clothes in the fitting room because I'll pick them up later. Lady, I will slap you right upside the head.
My mother would have killed me if I did that.
She's always said "If you're not going to buy it, don't touch it. If you're going to try something on but don't want it, fold it the way it was and put it back or leave it on a table."
Otherwise, my job does have its perks. They outweigh the cons and aggravating factors of my job but god dammit at least be considerate. It wouldn't kill you, trust me.