This weekend I have three holiday events to attend and I’m all set to go, except that last night I noticed my fancy pumps had seen better days. What’s a gal to do?
Well, this gal knew exactly what to do. So off to the mall I went at 8:00 a.m. this morning. I knew what I wanted and where to get them as I had spotted the shoes last weekend at the East Spirit store at the Westside Pavilion Mall while doing my Christmas shopping. I also have no doubt I was the first customer of the day, so imagine my surprise when the clerk seemed to have better things to do than to wait on me. But undeterred, I managed to try the shoes on, as well as another style, and make my selection.
Here’s the good part …
While paying for my new pumps, I noticed some very cute flats that would be perfect for the office with trousers. I picked up one and showed it to the clerk and asked her if she had ever tried them on. She said… and I quote… “I only wear high-end shoes.”
Now I’m no fool; I know that a pair of Easy Spirit pumps are not even in the same league as a pair of Manolo Blahnik or Jimmy Choo pumps, but I always thought the purpose of a sales clerk was to sell the products of his/her employer, not to diss them.
Silly me, all those early years spent working a minimum wage second job in retail and I had it all wrong.