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Originally Posted by Xidelt
I worked at Rich's/Macy's on 9/11. I would've thought people could have showed some compassion that day. Nope. They still trashed the dressing rooms, argued with me about prices, etc.
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Aw, I worked there too - when it was just Rich's, then Rich's-Macy's then finally, sadly, just Macy's. I started at North Point, left there, then got on several years later at Perimeter. Loved it. I would still be working retail if it paid the mortgage. I worked there evenings/weekends to make a little extra money and joked that my 9-5 job was just so that I could support myself working retail.
But - here are just a few of my favorites:
The mother of the groom buying an ill-fitting all white dress for her son's wedding. I showed her the same dress in blue a size larger, and she looked stunning. Nope, she bought the white one. Even though it made her yellowing gray hair look yellower.
A repeat offender compulsive shopper returning wrinkled, smoke-scented, cat-hair covered clothes from six months earlier.
Several young things trying to pull one over on me by switching tags on clothes and taking them out of Juniors to have me ring them up. Sorry kids, I may look un-hip, but I know a denim BabyPhat jumpsuit isn't $19.99. I always told them it wouldn't scan and I'd just go grab another off the rack. Funny, they were never there once I got back.
The couple that decided to get it on in the lingerie dressing room, leaving...er...evidence of their assignation.
The anonymous soul who left a trail of poo balls en route to the bathroom. The MOD was frantically paging housekeeping who pretended not to hear him. He got a pair of gloves and had to deal with it himself.
The incessant Christmas music from October on. I still haven't started enjoying it again.
But honestly. I loved it.
In high school and college, I cashiered at a place called Harry's Farmers Market, and that was my favorite job ever. Seriously.
My backup plan these days is that if it all goes tango uniform, I'm going to apply at Trader Joe's.