Shopping has always been one of my favorite activities. On trips to "town" with my mother we had a routine of stores to stop and shop. They all knew my mother well (small town) and the shopping bug landed squarely on me to continue the tradition.
My first excursions into the ladies section alone was filled with trepidation. Several times I even visited small boutiques, not dressed and ask if I could come back later. The response was always "of course". As my fear subsided, even at big department stores, I made an effort to get to know the sales associates. There was one high-end shoes store in Palm Beach, Charles Jourdan, where "Carol" would call me when my favorite heels were on sale. I still have have several pairs of those beloved beautiful heels.
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| 2002 Shopping In Palm Beach |
Now working retail I see the fear from the other side and make sure all customers are welcome. We see all customer as potential sales; the goal. Several time I have waited on men cross-dressed or men shopping for themselves. I introduce myself and explain they are welcome and will always be treated with respect.
Got any shopping experiences / stories you are willing to share?
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