:::i use yelp as a means to compliment exemplary encounters w/ businesses deserving praise. check my history, this is my FIRST non 5/5 star review in SEVEN YEARS on yelp. it's a long but entertaining anecdote, awing even:::
-in looking for a pair of running shoes shoes willing to drop up to $170 (my annual treat-yo-self) i'm not sure if I made the mistake right when I walked in there asking where the clearance rack was but after spending a little under two hours in the shoe department I started feeling like I smelled bad or perhaps I was mistaken for someone who slept with one of the shoe salesman's significant other. it seemed almost comical how ignored I was the entire time while I watch to salesman lean against the shoe rack and talk amongst each other then when one salesman left, I assume because there was literally no one in the store, the otherstarted helping a woman who just walked up after that another woman walking by asked her a question about pricing and she helped that woman then she sought out a man who was "just looking" and offered him recommendations
-she then asked someone -who isn't me- & was looking at socks, if they needed help. all the while I was going through box after box of incorrect shoes to math the description , trying to find the right size. I couldn't find a price for anything, I needed booties for my feet to try on the shoes, I had questions about running versus freestyle, etc. etc. etc. oh and because I'm a decent person I made sure to put all the shoes back up where I had pulled them from an even match some shoes with their corresponding and correct boxes
-at one point I literally interrupted the sales person -from a conversation she was having about going to the river or something (neat)- and asked her to please price check the 11 or so options I had narrowed my search down to. I was going to ask her a question about a few of the shoes but decided against it because her demeanor intimidated me annoyed she came over after about a minute (count to 60 seconds and see if that's not kind of a long time to wait for someone who is 25 feet away from you and not with a customer) she repeatedly asked "all these?" "all of these?" "which ones?" "did you keep them in the right [shoe]box" then she price checked my options careful to make sure she wasn't coy about her annoyance with having to check sooo many prices.
-i wanted to throw a shoe at her head. I probably sound like a despicable human being but I literally haven't felt this way since junior high school. my feelings were beyond hurt by someone who was supposed to help and sell to me. I even questioned whether I smelled OK or if I have something on my face or well I pretty much pondered any reason someone would be so despondent to one person in particular and blatantly gleeful to every single other person in sight.
- after researching certain styles and trying to find prices via google shopping on my iphone - which absolutely no service - I finally made a decision. The perfect one see year gift to myself shoes that I freaking love it and are perfect yay #treatyoself
- i started walking to the front to check out the lady yells to me "you can check out here, i can rong you up here." I assume the only reason she happened to notice me at this particular time I had something to do with some sort of commission based or incentive based benefit from selling expensive af shoes, each sale maybe going on record as a sale for whichever particular employee in the shoe department rang them up. just a guess tho. so i kept walking, looking ahead and politely yet firmly voiced "i'd rather not."
-I wait in line at the front and when I get to the checkout stand and have paid for everything, I asked the cashier "May I please have that Nike box to put my new shoes -also Nikes- in?" (I couldn't find the corresponding box to correctly match the shoes I have picked out, and given that there were countless open and empty boxes on every single shelf I sifted through during my search, I figured it would be OK. i also felt entitled to it bc i dropped hella money and had nothing to carry my new sneaks out with, not even a bag.
-The cashier said, no strike that -started to say "yeah I don't see why n..." when lo and behold a shoe salesman appears and proceeds to stand directly in front of me, next to the cashier. (the same shoe salesman in my aforementioned bitch-fest.) she cut off her fellow employees stating "no, I have to match each pair of shoes to the right box, i need that" then she swooped up the box and turned, walking cheefully back to the shoe dept. but all the sudden she paused and slowly turned around, looking at me as if I had stuffed my purse with stolen goods she almost and asked accusatorially, "so there is an empty box back there? Yeah? How many were there... Interesting."
-trick what? i mean wtf, i'm not going to name drop because I don't want anyone to get fired however... are you efen kidding me? ew dude... just gross. read more