Mall kiosk psychos
I amazed myself yesterday. I asked G to go clothes shopping with me. Coldwater Creek was having a half price sale. The jeans, capris, and slacks I bought there for the conference fit so well that I couldn’t resist the sale. I came home with two more pair of capris that are so comfortable I could live in them all summer. Gina bought one pair.
They are very helpful in the store but I really hate walking through the mall to get there. I have a question for everyone out there.
Do I have a sign on my forehead that says ‘come on drive me crazy’? What is it about me that attracts all those psycho mall demo-sales people? I do everything I can to NOT make eye contact with them and yet they literally grab me when I go anywhere near one of those little kiosks. No matter how many times I say, “No, I’m not interested” they still try to slather me with their crap. I tell them I’m allergic and they insist I can’t be allergic to their stuff. Hey, I lied but it did me no good. She grabbed my arm in a vise-like grip and slathered the whateveritistheyareselling on the inside of my wrist.
“Lady, for today only $39.99. See how nice it works on your skin?”
I looked at my right wrist then looked at my unmolested left wrist and I saw no difference. “Sorry Skippy too rich for my blood.” I hate using crap on my skin and for $39.99, for a teensy bottle it’d better be made of freaking gold.
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Doggonedmysteries 
“Touch me and I’ll have you for assault”?
I hate it too, though they’re not that aggressive on this side of the pond. Or it could just be my hairstyle and clothes that makes them realise they’re onto a loser. 😆
G thinks it’s a hoot but it drives me crazy.
I think I have that same sign on my forehead. Thing is, the more you say no to the price quoted, the more the price may be lowered on the spot. If you can get them even lower than that you have to wonder about the quality of the product. Some of these shysters will even tell you they are “knocking off the price of their commission”!!! Say what? Since when and why would you even sell a product you won’t see a profit from, eh? That, to me, is not good salesmanship, it’s good old grifter work as I see it.
I’m just glad it gives G a laugh 😉
I had one grab me from behind and I gave her a blast with my elbow across her chops. She wasn’t going to grab anyone else that day. I think the essential problem is that malls cause people to shed crazy energy and it bounces off the walls and ceilings and lands on folks like the kiosk workers who have no ‘guard-all shields’
But if someone did anything that I had said no to I’d get security and make a formal complaint. Might scare them into keeping their hands to themselves.
I need better shields when I go in there…
The perfect answer to those type of pushy representatives is to after you say no and they spray you or apply their magic gunk….complain you are allergic and within seconds start scratching and grasping your throat while screaming for security and an ambulance….guaranteed to get the clown fired and the company will kiss your feet(let alone other parts) not to file a lawsuit.
Now you know that’s not me. However, if I hadn’t been in a great mood I admit I might have been more difficult.