How one event in your day can possibly change and affect the rest of your life.
Panties
"The other day I showed up early to work at a lingerie store."
Since I was there early my boss asked me to start working on the cotton
panties. If you are lucky enough to not know where the cotton panties
are, they are a huge table in the middle of the store. This table displays panties that are size
Medium, while the drawers underneath have other sizes. As I am folding, my boss comes up to me and
informs me that I placed a redish-pink pair of underwear in front of a
pinkish-red pair. I try to explain to
her that they look identical, which is not a good idea, and she asks a nearby
customer if the panties look different.
The customer sides with my boss and my boss grabs all the underwear I
was folding and dumps it on an empty drawer while telling me to start over. Since this is a regular occurrence at work, I
do not get frustrated, but that changes when I decide to help the customer that
sided with my boss. She said she was
looking for yellow underwear and did not need help. Her attitude suggested that I walk away so I
went back to folding cotton panties.
After 10 minutes of hard work I had finished that drawer and looked up
to see the customer still at the panty table.
I look from the customer to the table that was organized and clean 10
minutes ago. While I was folding the
customer took it upon herself to pick up every pair of underwear and throw it
down unfolded. I yell at the woman and
ask what she is doing; she drops ten pairs of neatly folded underwear on the
table. She says that she is simply
looking for yellow panties. I explain
that there are thirty options on the table to choose from. She replies that she cannot find then in her
size. I let her know that all of the
ones on top of the table are size Medium.
She rudely asks where she can find a small. I hesitate, because this woman is obviously
not a small, and direct her toward the drawer I just folded. Not foreseeing the next 30 seconds, I start
cleaning up her mess before I see her destroying that drawer of panties as
well. I refrain from yelling at her
again and simply drop the rest of the cotton panties on the floor.
"I assumed showing up to
work early would be a good idea, but now I know that this action made me get suspended at my retail job."
Interesting story there. It's wild sometimes to think about how one stupid event, in this case sorting panties in a lingerie store, can turn the entire day into a nose dive. If that's going to be the focus of your blog, just weird and wild events, than I think I'll stay on for the ride. Cheers!
ReplyDeletePretty interesting stuff here Laura. The world of lingerie stores is 100% new to me, and I don't know a whole lot about panties but I think your story is has a universal meaning that most of your readers will be able to relate too. Boss to employee and customer to worker relationships can be a real son of a bitch, no matter where you work.
ReplyDeleteI know that was a frustrating day for you, but I couldn't help but find it amusing. Your writing style is pretty funny and nice use of a meme.
ReplyDeleteMy only advice is divide up that big paragraph somewhere so it's a little easier on the eyes. :)