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Originally posted by absolutuscchick
Ok, this is my worst customer ever at Victoria's Secret...
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Reminds me of an episode that happened to my old housemate. She too worked at Vickie's and one day this old lady came in (by her guess she was around 60 so think your grandma). The lady approaches my housemate and tells her how she's looking for something special with buttons and NOT zippers. Her husband, she says, doesnt like zippers on nightgowns or any lingerie because they take the fun out of undressing. So they find some button ligererie then the lady decides she needs new underwear but cant remember what size she wears. At this point she BENDS OVER and asks my friend to check the tag on her underwear that she's WEARING!!
I use to work at Hallmark..which you would think would be harmless. One day this old toothless man came in, could hardly speak english but that didnt stop him from coming up to the cash register and asking me to marry him. I'll never forget my first proposal "You..me...marry?" Oh it was priceless.
After these experiences, my friends and I decided it would be pretty funny and theraputic to write a "chicken soup for the retail workers soul" I think we have enough material on this thread to write volume 1. What do y'all think?
