By Teresa H.
Some members may consider dear old Teresaa a bit of a grouch from her replies to some of the posts but I’m far from that in fact I have a wicked sense of humour. As a child mischief was never far away in fact I haven’t lost that naughty streak at times. To start the New Year I thought it might be fun to recall stories from your outings or whatever. I have many and most come from the period when shopping in male mode. Shoes appear to offer the most fun stories but I’ll kick off with one from a UK store called British Home Stores (BHS), now sadly closed. It was a great shop for CDers because you could buy most items at reasonable cost, which probably makes sense to most of us. They sold everyday stockings in packs of three in four shades and three sizes, I usually had all four colours stashed in a medium size. The problem was the display racks contained all the hosiery items, so the choices of tights were mixed in with stockings and knee-highs etc. I was so busy searching through the racks and generally wrecking the whole display when an elderly gentleman interrupted me to ask if I could help his wife choose a girdle, he’d obviously assumed I was an employee restocking the hosiery display. I looked at them both with a smile and said, “I’m really sorry, I don’t work here, I’m searching for my size in stockings”. They both looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders and began to walk away, as they did so I heard the husband say “well you’d at least think he would help you choose your girdle!”
My next story also took place in BHS, this time I was looking for a pair of black evening, heeled shoes. I wasn’t having much luck in finding a pair so I stopped a SA to ask if they had more styles. She appeared to think I was shopping for my wife so she asked, “what size does the lady take and how tall is she?” I looked at her and smiled and then replied, “you’re standing next to her!” With that she gave me a gentle elbow in the ribs, then looped her arm through mine saying, “come on madam let’s go find you some shoes!”
As I mentioned shoe shopping had many funny moments. A sales girl in Next honestly thought it was part of a Candid Camera stunt when I tried on a pair of crocodile skin heels. In a Brantano shoe store (now closed ) an SA was just zipping me up in knee high boots when we became aware of male shopper with his jaw dropped to the floor, we both creased up laughing.
There are so many more to tell but the sad thing is online shopping is killing off retail shops, in truth we need to keep shopping on the High Street. I do miss that time of taking the risk of being seen and wondering what SA’s really thought. I realise now they mostly enjoyed the humour as much as I did, working in retail are long, sometimes hard and boring days, having a guy walk in wanting to buy women’s clothes gives some of them a real buzz. OK perhaps they all had a laugh when they recalled the story in the staff restroom but they never gave me a hard time. When I question why I did it or why any of you do I feel the answer is validation, taking the next step on our journey, testing the water on how others respond to you.
So come on girls dig out some of your stories and have some fun recalling them.