In Jake We Trust

Will someone please explain to me exactly what it is about sales that makes people completely lose their shit?
 

Most of the stock in my store hasn’t even been reduced by much, with the possible exception of some of the more expensive items like jeans and coats. The T-shirts for example have been marked down by 3 or 4 pounds at best. Not exactly what you’d call a massive bargain and yet the ordinarily reasonable people of my home town take these savings as license to completely abandon their sanity and manners.

People seem not to realise that in clothes shops, someone (namely me) has to stand, and individually fold each and every one of the expensive bits of cloth we are given to sell into neat, size ordered piles, ready for customers to look at. If one or two of these piles get a little bit messed up by someone I dont mind so much, at the end of the day its what im paid for I’ll happily sort it out.

What I object to however is when customers stroll through the shop during sales grabbing items from the very bottom of every single pile of carefully folded clothes, disrupting the whole thing and making loads more work for me to do.

One particular middle aged woman who shall hereafter be refered to as ‘Twat’ not only went around the store doing this; filling her obese husband’s arms with size XXL clothes for him to squeeze into as she went, but also to add insult to injury Twat decided that she didn’t really want any of what she had picked up, leaving all of it in a lovely mound in the centre of the store before walking away without so much as an apology or a backwards glance.

Weirder still, one man took our sale as an opportunity to advertise his buisness. I watched him walk to the back of the store, turn, and walk straight back out again scattering handfuls of his buisness cards as he went. I mean what the fuck?!

Only in a sale does shit like this happen. People who shop during sales; you are dicks. People who work in Primark; You have my unreserved sympathy.