I don’t know what’s been up with the universe lately but my husband and I have been getting the worst customer service at every turn. It’s usually fast food, which, I am kind of more understanding of, pay for cheap food, get less than stellar service (but the Capitol Hill Chipotle is officially on our ban list for awhile since it’s been so atrocious).
But today I was surprised when I walked into a baby boutique in South Lake Union and was barely greeted. I had to have been the first customer, since I walked in shortly after they opened. I was the only one in there and when I asked a question about something specific I was looking for I was met with a somewhat helpful answer (they didn’t have what I wanted but she suggested a big box store to find it) and then no other offer for any other help.
What the woman didn’t know was that I have a couple more things on my list of things to get, and I would likely have purchased them there and asked a couple more questions had she been more friendly and had I not felt like I was encroaching her store somehow just by being there. I milled around for another couple of minutes before heading out with me saying goodbye before she did.
I used to work in an upscale boutique in DC and while I was good at giving my customers some space I also made sure I was friendly and greeted them and asked if they needed any help or advice. I’m an UBER pregnant, you’d think she’d be falling over me to make sure I have everything I need and make a nice big sale at the beginning of the day. Humph. Now I’ll be making my way to UVillage and hoping it’s not a zoo and that Village Maternity will have what I need.
I used to love sleep, now I fear it. Because if I can actually get into a comfortable position, I fear the painful calf and shin cramps that could come get me without warning in the middle of the night. BABY NEEDS OUT SOON, this sucks. I want my body back.