Is there a national policy of hiring thick ignorant gob-daws as shop assistants in Dublin?
Is being a slack-jawed acne-faced thicko an essential qualification?
I went into town today to blow some cash on a gent’s overcoat, which was a most dispiriting exercise, as it was largely taken up with standing around being ignored in shops by the shop assistants. It’s not that they were overworked, it’s just that nobody was interested in taking my money.
It’s not that difficult to sell clothes, especially to men, as most of it is just sucking up to the customer. So I wanted to spend but nobody wanted to suck.
The level of service was abysmal, almost as bad as in Belgium.
In the end I got what I wanted (with an extra 10% discount on top of the sale price), but the whole exercise was more like work than a pleasurable experience.
I’m sick and tired of shopkeepers complaining about how hard times are when their staff clearly lack the basic training to make a customer welcome, assess their needs and suggest suitable products.
(I also wish to make it clear that all the shop assistants I met, or rather who ignored me, were Micks and none were Eastern Europeans who, imhe, are usually very attentive and good at their jobs).
Is being a slack-jawed acne-faced thicko an essential qualification?
I went into town today to blow some cash on a gent’s overcoat, which was a most dispiriting exercise, as it was largely taken up with standing around being ignored in shops by the shop assistants. It’s not that they were overworked, it’s just that nobody was interested in taking my money.
It’s not that difficult to sell clothes, especially to men, as most of it is just sucking up to the customer. So I wanted to spend but nobody wanted to suck.
The level of service was abysmal, almost as bad as in Belgium.
In the end I got what I wanted (with an extra 10% discount on top of the sale price), but the whole exercise was more like work than a pleasurable experience.
I’m sick and tired of shopkeepers complaining about how hard times are when their staff clearly lack the basic training to make a customer welcome, assess their needs and suggest suitable products.
(I also wish to make it clear that all the shop assistants I met, or rather who ignored me, were Micks and none were Eastern Europeans who, imhe, are usually very attentive and good at their jobs).