Thursday, October 26, 2006

That tingling feeling...

What's a person to do when nothing will ease the frustration ? When you've tried everything to calm down, to no avail ? Some people would go for a long car ride ; some would hit the nearest bar. Some would hop in the first supermarket they find and buy that gigantic bucket of double-chocolate Godiva ice cream...

Me ? I go bra shopping. You heard me right !! I go bra shopping. And that, let me tell you, will make me feel all warm inside again. I can already hear some people scream WTF ??? I guess only people with my kind of breast would hysterically agree and smile at the idea.

Why ?

See, I had some breast surgeries a couple of years ago that made my breast, well, look like anything but breasts. They are now square-ish, with thick and long scars that show through light fabric... Oh ! and the underwire and the cup size (wich are two different things, believe me !) do not match. Delightfull...

I'm getting sidetrack... The shopping part !!

The main goal is to find the least experienced sales person ; the one that is usually the most eager and enthusiatic about helping you out. I then explain what I'm looking for and let her do the searching... and the searching... and some more. After a while, it becomes THE obsession. SHE.WILL.FIND.ONE.THAT.FITS... But no. There are only two models that exist (for my fit) and they definitely don't sell them around here.

But seeing her with that quiet frustration look makes me feel all tingly again...

And yep, I did just that over lunch time today. I'll definitely skip that store for a while... But I feel much better now !!

'How about you ? What gives you that warm feeling again ??


4 comments:

Monique said...

Oooh how evil of you! But damn clever.

Midori said...

Hi from Michele`s.

I get a kick out of torturing salespeople as well. This is my first visit to your blog but I will be back.

Carmi said...

Some days, I wish we could go back to the golden age of customer service, when the people who worked in stores really knew their stuff, and were proud of what they did.

Today, store employees only mark time until they get to close up, and they're useless when asked to help find the right thing. I avoid them like the plague.

Paste said...

I'm in the 'go for a car drive camp', I have an oldish (1972) MG roadster and a drive with top down (weather permitting) sorts me out a treat.

Oh and I really agree with Carmi.