Shop Girl

In my dramatic state of unemployment [I'm going to court with my former employer tomorrow! More about that later!], I have resorted to part-timing in a multi-label shoe boutique in Singapore. Firstly, because I need something to do - and I'd rather waste away time surrounded by shoes and being paid minimum wage rather than doing absolutely nothing at home, and secondly, because I desperately need to save money for my massive sabbatical next year.

Granted, it's far less glamorous than my stint as a Fashion Ed, and I have never looked forward to my shoot days as much as I do now, but hey, beggars can't be choosers, and unless VIP forks out the money they owe me, I'd be broke for a long time to come.

Anyway, I come to the store about twice and thrice a week, for the past three weeks and I've been thoroughly amused by the antics of customers. Here are some customer lingo I've come to understand:

Customer says (after trying on a pair of shoes for twenty minutes): I'll think about it. What it really means: I really really love these babies but I'm way too broke/ my hardworking husband will throw me out of the house/ I can't charge anything anymore on my credit card.

Customer says (after trying on her size): I'll think about it. What it really means: They look nice on the shelf, but they look hideous on me.

Customer says (after trying on a pair and parading in them): Is there a discount on these? What it really means: I like them, but I'm cheap (even though I'm toting the latest 'It' bag and wearing the much-coveted YSL heels) and even a five percent discount would make the world of a difference for me. What about you use your staff discount?

Customer says (after going around the store twice): When will you have new stock? What it really means: I want to spend some damned money!

Customer says: Where are your shoes from? What it really means: I'm feeling awkward and I don't know what to talk about while you're on all-fours trying to meet my demands, so I'm pretending I know about shoes and I will nod appreciatively if you don't say the shoes are made in China.

All that said though, the lesson I've known and have been reinforced during my hours sitting in a shop is definitely that money doesn't buy good taste. Oh boy, it doesn't!