Not for sale!

I need to listen to my gut more because every time I have a strong feeling that I shouldn’t do something and I go ahead and do it, it usually doesn’t work out and I guess my gut goes "Told you so!"

I need to listen to my gut more because every time I have a strong feeling that I shouldn’t do something and I go ahead and do it, it usually doesn’t work out and I guess my gut goes “Told you so!”

Last week on my way to meet up with a friend I haven’t seen in a while, I was distracted by a pair of heels in a display window. Anyone who knows me knows that those 6 Inch White heels aren’t really my style and would have been a waste of money and yet I went in to try them on anyway.

They were a perfect fit and after taking a few steps back and forth to really make sure they were comfortable, I asked the sales lady how much they cost. That’s when she told me they weren’t for sale.

Thinking I’d misheard, I uttered a surprised “What?” and she let me know once again that I couldn’t buy them. Walking over to me, she held out her hand, basically asking me to take the shoes off. I wasn’t only shocked but angry too. Why did she let me try them on well knowing they weren’t for sale?

And why wasn’t she at least making an effort to be nice since she could clearly tell I was upset? She could have showed me other options or referred me to another shop that might have the same pair I wanted but she didn’t do any of that. I thought it didn’t make any sense at all to display an out of stock item because someone is bound to come in and inquire about it.

Had it been my business, I would have sold whatever item it was and saved potential clients time! I should have left the shop at that moment but for some reason, I stuck around, pleading and trying to reason with her that I really needed to take those shoes home. Realizing that wasn’t working, I started asking questions I didn’t really need answers to.

I wanted to know if more pairs would be available at some point and if so, when exactly. I was told she would have to ask her boss first. Yet another cue for me to leave and I really should have been the bigger person and walked away but I found myself asking for the boss’ number!

I don’t know if it was the way she scribbled it down or something but I got the sense she gave me a wrong number. I resisted the urge to call but decided that since she was determined to get me out of her hair, I would give her some grief too.

I started trying on other shoes without any intention of buying and making random observations like how much better the shoes would look if they had more padding, longer straps and less stitching on the outside! I only left when I remembered my friend was waiting!

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