I spent a moment looking at the bath and body displays once she shut the door, and I honestly have never seen a hair product in a small glass bottle with a cork, but maybe I'm going to the wrong salons.
Sunday, May 11, 2014
Hair Products
Once at STORE I was putting a young woman into a fitting room and she
looked out over the bath and body section. She said, "Do you guys have
anything besides hair products over there? Like massage oil?" I followed
her look then looked back at her, "Uh yeah. It's mostly massage oil
over there. We don't carry hair products." She said "Oh!" Like it had
never occurred to her that a sex shop wouldn't have hair product. Like
it was a godsend we had massage oil.
I spent a moment looking at the bath and body displays once she shut the door, and I honestly have never seen a hair product in a small glass bottle with a cork, but maybe I'm going to the wrong salons.
I spent a moment looking at the bath and body displays once she shut the door, and I honestly have never seen a hair product in a small glass bottle with a cork, but maybe I'm going to the wrong salons.
Friday, May 2, 2014
Found Waldo
I know that many writers will exaggerate in their story telling. It's
not because they're liars, it's because the truth isn't enough. If you
catch a fish that is a foot long, your trial, your triumph will need to
be shared by telling someone the fish was two feet long so they can
understand how you felt in that moment.
Dear reader, I am not exaggerating. The events that follow are exactly as they happened and all time frames are accurate.
A man entered our store. Customers are on a strict rotation so that sales are fair, and it was just myself and my manager in the store. Cory was up, and greeted the man. It was about 4:45. Cory tried him on several mattresses and found one he liked. He spent time talking about the mans life. The man told him about the semi he'd just bought, and showed him pictures. They talked about bed sizes and different types of memory foams.
At 5:20 the man followed Cory to the desk while Cory looked up prices and size availability. It's typically rude to interfere with someone else's customer but I find many people when coming up to the desk will try to engage me in conversation. Usually younger guys. He asked if that was how I was going to spend the rest of my night, referring to me being on my phone. I gestured to the book in front of me, "I finished my book and forgot to bring a back up."
He laughed and I smiled politely. He looked over the business cards and found the one with my name on it. "Reggie? That's what you go by? That's not at all your first name." I shook my head, "No, it's a nickname I got in high school. It just suits me better. My real name is so girly." He snorted, "You shouldn't go by Reggie. It's a dudes name." I blinked at him and turned back down to Pride and Prejudice on my phone.
He twiddled his thumbs and then noticed the Where's Waldo calendar behind the desk. He got up and without a by your leave he got behind Cory, scooting behind our counter and sat down in our chair staring intently at the calendar. I looked over at Cory and it was clear he didn't know what to say to such a breach in etiquette. The guy began to loudly exclaim how he used to do these all the time, how he loved puzzles.
After twenty minutes I was trying not to laugh. Cory had made several attempts to get the man back on business topics. He was met each time with a wall of Waldo. I innocently asked Cory his phone number, and he gave it to me. I texted him saying, "Throw in the calendar and the sale is yours." When his phone dinged I smiled, "Now you've got my number." The guy turned away from the calendar to smile at me. "Can I have it too?" Two responses jumped into my throat, one being "My girlfriend wouldn't appreciate that" and the other was "NO." What I said was, laughing, "I don't think so."
Cory made the mistake of telling the man that Waldo, Aldo, Waldo's girlfriend and dog were in every one. The man started going through the months finding every character and the longer it went on, the funnier it got. I excused myself to go to the back and laugh. I ate a lava cake and waited around, thinking the man must bugger off soon.
I came back out and the man was still intent, sitting behind our counter like he worked with us, nose to the calendar. It was now a little after 6. Cory looked less amused. "Do you want to start counting the money down Reggie?" I knew he was trying to hustle the guy out, since we closed at 7. "We have a really big cash deposit..." I rolled my eyes at the man indicating I didn't think it was a good idea to bring the cash box out. "We have to vacuum the whole store tomorrow though right? I can do that." He nodded and I began pretending to close.
Through vacuuming I could hear the man telling Cory that he'd spent three months looking at a Where's Waldo puzzle with a missing element. He sent a letter to the makers and received an apology in reply. He finally left when I'd been vacuuming. He left the store at 6:36. He spent an hour behind our counter looking at our calendar. While I was in the back the man had told him when pressed that he didn't actually have the money for a new bed, and we surmise that he was just painfully lonely
To think, I was worried about the job switch providing me with less interesting people.
The best part of this it that a month later, Waldo guy came back. He hopped up on a moveable base bed, and Cory got pulled away from him briefly. While he was gone, Waldo Guy fell asleep and began snoring loudly. There were two other couples in the store, and both found it enormously funny that we had a guy snoring away in the corner. He slept for about half an hour, then woke up. He didn't say anything, he woke with a start, then booked it out of the store. We think he must've been embarassed, and part of me finds it funny that staring at a calendar behind our counter didn't discomfit him but having fallen asleep did.
Dear reader, I am not exaggerating. The events that follow are exactly as they happened and all time frames are accurate.
A man entered our store. Customers are on a strict rotation so that sales are fair, and it was just myself and my manager in the store. Cory was up, and greeted the man. It was about 4:45. Cory tried him on several mattresses and found one he liked. He spent time talking about the mans life. The man told him about the semi he'd just bought, and showed him pictures. They talked about bed sizes and different types of memory foams.
At 5:20 the man followed Cory to the desk while Cory looked up prices and size availability. It's typically rude to interfere with someone else's customer but I find many people when coming up to the desk will try to engage me in conversation. Usually younger guys. He asked if that was how I was going to spend the rest of my night, referring to me being on my phone. I gestured to the book in front of me, "I finished my book and forgot to bring a back up."
He laughed and I smiled politely. He looked over the business cards and found the one with my name on it. "Reggie? That's what you go by? That's not at all your first name." I shook my head, "No, it's a nickname I got in high school. It just suits me better. My real name is so girly." He snorted, "You shouldn't go by Reggie. It's a dudes name." I blinked at him and turned back down to Pride and Prejudice on my phone.
He twiddled his thumbs and then noticed the Where's Waldo calendar behind the desk. He got up and without a by your leave he got behind Cory, scooting behind our counter and sat down in our chair staring intently at the calendar. I looked over at Cory and it was clear he didn't know what to say to such a breach in etiquette. The guy began to loudly exclaim how he used to do these all the time, how he loved puzzles.
After twenty minutes I was trying not to laugh. Cory had made several attempts to get the man back on business topics. He was met each time with a wall of Waldo. I innocently asked Cory his phone number, and he gave it to me. I texted him saying, "Throw in the calendar and the sale is yours." When his phone dinged I smiled, "Now you've got my number." The guy turned away from the calendar to smile at me. "Can I have it too?" Two responses jumped into my throat, one being "My girlfriend wouldn't appreciate that" and the other was "NO." What I said was, laughing, "I don't think so."
Cory made the mistake of telling the man that Waldo, Aldo, Waldo's girlfriend and dog were in every one. The man started going through the months finding every character and the longer it went on, the funnier it got. I excused myself to go to the back and laugh. I ate a lava cake and waited around, thinking the man must bugger off soon.
I came back out and the man was still intent, sitting behind our counter like he worked with us, nose to the calendar. It was now a little after 6. Cory looked less amused. "Do you want to start counting the money down Reggie?" I knew he was trying to hustle the guy out, since we closed at 7. "We have a really big cash deposit..." I rolled my eyes at the man indicating I didn't think it was a good idea to bring the cash box out. "We have to vacuum the whole store tomorrow though right? I can do that." He nodded and I began pretending to close.
Through vacuuming I could hear the man telling Cory that he'd spent three months looking at a Where's Waldo puzzle with a missing element. He sent a letter to the makers and received an apology in reply. He finally left when I'd been vacuuming. He left the store at 6:36. He spent an hour behind our counter looking at our calendar. While I was in the back the man had told him when pressed that he didn't actually have the money for a new bed, and we surmise that he was just painfully lonely
To think, I was worried about the job switch providing me with less interesting people.
The best part of this it that a month later, Waldo guy came back. He hopped up on a moveable base bed, and Cory got pulled away from him briefly. While he was gone, Waldo Guy fell asleep and began snoring loudly. There were two other couples in the store, and both found it enormously funny that we had a guy snoring away in the corner. He slept for about half an hour, then woke up. He didn't say anything, he woke with a start, then booked it out of the store. We think he must've been embarassed, and part of me finds it funny that staring at a calendar behind our counter didn't discomfit him but having fallen asleep did.
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