My inspiration for this post came from my dear, longtime blogging friend, Debbie @ Musings by an ND Domer's Mom, who is not only a gifted...
Last Saturday afternoon on the way back to my apartment, I decided to walk over to The Gallery, which is a mall in Philadelphia on Market Street, because I wanted to purchase a pair of sneakers at Payless.
However, anytime I go to The Gallery (which is hardly ever) I have to psych myself up to get in and out as quickly as I can because it’s one of the crudest, loudest, and chaotic malls I have ever stepped foot. It’s filled with nothing but cheap nail salons, music stores, dollar stores, and free-standing kiosk’s that sell roll-on body oils that smell like imitation versions of Calvin Klein’s Obsession and Ralph Lauren’s Polo for $5.00 per bottle.
In other words, The Gallery is a ghetto.
For a major city, Philadelphia has some of the most bi-polar shopping. The only department store we have here is Macy’s. And I’m sorry, but I am not a fan of Macy’s. We have a few small outlet stores too, but they're so messy and disorganized that you can't ever find anything. They all look as though you walked into a really bad garage sale.
Walnut Street is Philadelphia’s main area of shopping yet, it’s only within a five block radius and has primarily boutique stores like, Armani, Nicole Miller, Coach, Tiffany and Williams-Sonoma.
So you have two choices here. You either have high-end overpriced stores, or trash.
It’s no wonder that practically everyone in this city goes out to the suburbs on the weekends to do their shopping.
Anyway, getting back to Payless…
As I walked in, not a single employee greeted me with a hello, welcome to our store, or even an acknowledgement that I was there. So I tried on a few pairs of sneakers and finally found ones that I liked and headed for the check-out counter. The gentleman who rang me up never said anything except, “We’re having a 40% off sale today so if you need anything else, now would be a good time to buy it.”
I said, “No thank you, all I needed were sneakers.”
“Are you sure?”, he said, “Because we’re have a really good 40% off sale going on right now, so if I were you I would get something more.”
To which I said, “No thank you.”
He persisted, “Are you absolutely sure, because it’s 40% off?”
I (firmly) replied, “Yes, I'm absolutely sure. I came in here for sneakers and that’s all I’m walking out with.”
After he rang me up and I paid for the sneakers, he never said so much as a thank you or even a goodbye.
All I wanted to do was get out of that store and find the nearest exit. So I walked all the way to the other end of the mall and decided to cut through another store so that I could use their street exit. However, as I entered the store their security alarm went off as I passed through the entrance.
I looked around confused because I couldn't understand why I caused the alarm to go off. I don't have a cell phone, so I knew that wasn't the reason.
But then it suddenly dawned on me that the guy at Payless FORGOT to remove the security tag on my sneakers.
So, I had to walk ALL THE WAY BACK TO PAYLESS.
OMG, to say that I was LIVID is an understatement.
Before I got back to the store, I ripped the sneakers out of the box and held them in my hand. And when I entered Payless, I slammed the sneakers on the counter and said, “Buddy…not only were you a pushy salesman, but you also forgot to remove the security tag on my sneakers.”
Laughingly, he said, “Yeah…I keep forgetting to do that."
To which I said, “You know, my whole experience here today was the PITS. And you better believe I’m going to call your corporate office and tell them about it.”
And then I took my witches' broom and flew out of the store in a puff of red smoke.
Have a fantabulous weekend everyone!
And Happy Halloween!
And Happy Halloween!
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