I’ve just been out for a weekend shopping, which is always a race between my feet and my wallet to see which will give out first. This weekend it was my wallet. So, I went to Bath and if any of you have ever been to Bath you may know this is quite a classy place where scrounging vegabonds become classical buskers and bargin buckets become premium packages.
Naturally this resulted in a lot of posh designer shops which can, at times, prove to be quite a challenge. Entering. We walked in, torches in hand (as they’ve decided it would be fun to make it a challenge to see what you are potentially purchasing) to be greeted by smiley teenagers draped in every item of clothing in the store that no one apart from the people that work there can afford. Trying. I went to the changing rooms and said I’ve got two things. To which she replied “okay, I’ll take those for you” and then did exactly that and walked into the changing room. I’m sorry, did I accidently say I want you to try them on for me? Did I not make myself clear that I am thinking of possibly purchasing these items but would like to try them first, I’m not simply here to give them to you or I would be working here where I could rearrange the clothes myself. So, after hanging them up she reemerged from the changing room still smiling and said “it’s all ready for you” and gestures to the door. Yes, thank you for that, I was actually worried about getting lost between the general fitting room entrance and my own individual fitting room. Then again, I guess if you lit your store properly, we wouldn’t have this issue.
Leaving. Then when you leave you have to say things like “hm, yes, I am considering…” or “I think I’ll come back for that later” so you can justify leaving with nothing without looking like you were just in there for the good music and the comfy chairs. Purchasing. I did splash out and actually went as far as to by a coat from one of these shops, I can now be called a classy Bath shopper thank you very much. So I put it on the counter waiting for her to announce the price thinking bring it on, I’ve got just the thing for this job. Out came the cash, the card and the gift voucher, I’m going at this with a three-pronged attack. And I did.
But a thoroughly good and much enjoyed weekend all round, again made all the better by the presence of a meatball sub to get me through the day 🙂