Saturday, 12 September 2009

♫ Sale Away Sale Away Sale Away ♪

Today I went to Fenwick department store in Bond Street. I made a beeline for the sale socks and was glad to see that they still had the ones I was after. Clutching my sale sock selection I wandered around... The large sign at the back of the store declaring 'Final Clearance' drew me towards it. Beneath the sign, four sad rails of sale clothing which were not good enough for the posh ladies were left hanging in dismay as if in a charity shop. I rifled through it hoping to find a good bargain (Missoni scarves for £9.95!) and noticed that I was the only one in that section, apart from an old Asian lady whose daughter was standing away from her looking embarrassed that her Mother was looking at further reduced rejects. Also, was I being paranoid or were the sales assistants looking over and smirking at us like we were sale scavengers? Wouldn't surprise me. In a place like Fenwick I expect a bit of snobbery....

My sale sock selection

And here comes a rant...
Two weeks ago at the aforementioned shop, I picked up a lovely Sonia Rykiel top (from the sale rail of course) and asked the younger of the two sales assistants standing at the counter what the price was, there was no ticket attached to it and I was curious. She says there should be another one on the rail so I follow her, I hear the elder French sales assistant say "Oh it's quite expensive.." Okay whatever. So the young assistant is looking for the other Sonia top on the rail when the old assistant butts in and says "It's going to be expensive, I think it might be down to £68. It's Sonia Rykiel. It's designer." Arrrgh! "Yes I know thanks." I reply. The young sales assistant finds the other top and confirms the price, "See I told you!" exclaims the arrogant busybody, then walks back to the counter. Unbelievable! Did I look like I couldn't afford it or something?? I left feeling disgruntled.

 

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