I was escorted out of Target!
This is a funny story, really! long, but funny.
I went to Target a few weeks ago. It was a Sunday. The day that the Jovovich-Hawk collection went on sale. I usually make it a point NOT to go to Target on Sundays. I prefer to go on a Tuesday around 10:30. Nobody is ever there. But I had a deal with someone in California regarding the new collection so I headed out. It was a beautiful day. I was feeling up to the Target on Sunday challenge.
Of course when I got there it was packed. It was so crowded that there weren't any carts available. Ok, whatever. I made my way through the entire women's section including shoes and lingerie and sleepwear. I must have had about 20 things to try on. So, off I went to the dressing room. The Target that I go to has the nicest fitting room attendant. She's always there. Unfortunately for me but fortunately for her it must have been her day off. However, in her place was a nice young guy manning the rooms. I knew the rules. 6 items at a time. Leave the rest outside. Ok. In I went with the first 6. My standard operation in the dressing room is to put everything back on the hangers so that the attendant doesn't have to deal. I'm slightly OCD about it. This trip was no differnt. I came out with the old and traded it for new. I did this a few times. Each time I showed the guy what I was doing - not that he was interested. Whatever. OK. The last time I came out I only had 5 pieces so I switched my little plastic number from a 6 to a 5 and went back into the room.
WELL, when I came out my nice boy had been replaced by another guy. This one seemed slightly agitated. A little sweaty and was that a sunburn? anyway, I gave him my garments (beautifully hung on the hangers) and my ticket. He looked at me. Looked through the hangers and spit out that I had FIVE hangers. To which I explained (realizing my mistake) that I had mistakenly put the bikini top and bottom on one hanger. It was supposed to be on two. Hence the extra hanger. MA'AM you have FIVE hangers. "I know, I just explained it to you." MA'AM YOU HAVE 5 HANGERS! D'uh. I know. I've just explained to you why that is. I started to chuckle. I mean DDDDDUUUUUUHHHHH!!!!! This went on for a couple of more rounds when I said "Had I known that I would be dealing with the HANGER NAZI I would have been more careful.....In my defense, I was tired. I had been working a number of nights in row.
He wasn't having it. He told me that that was a derogatory comment and that he could have me kicked out. uh, ok. But you'll have to deal with Larry David and Jerry Seinfeld because they are the ones that put Nazi into our pop culture vernacular with Soup Nazi. Are you kidding???? I collected my things without saying another word and moved on. He in turn got on his walkie talkie and started basically sending out all kinds of signals.
I figured it was over. He was sunburned from a tanning bed and had too much oil clogging his pores and it was a crowded sunday at Target. Let's just leave it at that. I moved on through the mens dept., books, electronics, cut through the kids section and finally made my way to the cosmetics. Because I needed tampons and I'd almost forgotten them. Phwew!
OK, so now I'm loaded down with probably $350 or $400 worth of crap WITHOUT a cart. I mean I am LOADED down! It's been about 15 or 20 minutes since the Hanger Nazi incident. When suddenly, while standing in front of the Bio Silk hair products deciding which ones I want, a security guard comes up to me and first apologizes then says that he has to ask me to leave. WHAT?????? ARE YOU KIDDING? Then I see my sweaty dressing room attendant hiding behind the guard. I said, can I at least pay for this stuff (It was practically up to my chin). He said well it's up to him and points to the red shirted attendant who paused and said NO. I said fine and hoisted my crap on top of him.
Can you believe it? How funny and crazy. I should have reported the guy. He was so out of line. I let him know that I was in the service industry too and if I ever treated someone the way he treated me that I'd probably get fired! He said, have a nice day ma'am. ok. have a nice day ma'am. UGH.
I went to Target a few weeks ago. It was a Sunday. The day that the Jovovich-Hawk collection went on sale. I usually make it a point NOT to go to Target on Sundays. I prefer to go on a Tuesday around 10:30. Nobody is ever there. But I had a deal with someone in California regarding the new collection so I headed out. It was a beautiful day. I was feeling up to the Target on Sunday challenge.
Of course when I got there it was packed. It was so crowded that there weren't any carts available. Ok, whatever. I made my way through the entire women's section including shoes and lingerie and sleepwear. I must have had about 20 things to try on. So, off I went to the dressing room. The Target that I go to has the nicest fitting room attendant. She's always there. Unfortunately for me but fortunately for her it must have been her day off. However, in her place was a nice young guy manning the rooms. I knew the rules. 6 items at a time. Leave the rest outside. Ok. In I went with the first 6. My standard operation in the dressing room is to put everything back on the hangers so that the attendant doesn't have to deal. I'm slightly OCD about it. This trip was no differnt. I came out with the old and traded it for new. I did this a few times. Each time I showed the guy what I was doing - not that he was interested. Whatever. OK. The last time I came out I only had 5 pieces so I switched my little plastic number from a 6 to a 5 and went back into the room.
WELL, when I came out my nice boy had been replaced by another guy. This one seemed slightly agitated. A little sweaty and was that a sunburn? anyway, I gave him my garments (beautifully hung on the hangers) and my ticket. He looked at me. Looked through the hangers and spit out that I had FIVE hangers. To which I explained (realizing my mistake) that I had mistakenly put the bikini top and bottom on one hanger. It was supposed to be on two. Hence the extra hanger. MA'AM you have FIVE hangers. "I know, I just explained it to you." MA'AM YOU HAVE 5 HANGERS! D'uh. I know. I've just explained to you why that is. I started to chuckle. I mean DDDDDUUUUUUHHHHH!!!!! This went on for a couple of more rounds when I said "Had I known that I would be dealing with the HANGER NAZI I would have been more careful.....In my defense, I was tired. I had been working a number of nights in row.
He wasn't having it. He told me that that was a derogatory comment and that he could have me kicked out. uh, ok. But you'll have to deal with Larry David and Jerry Seinfeld because they are the ones that put Nazi into our pop culture vernacular with Soup Nazi. Are you kidding???? I collected my things without saying another word and moved on. He in turn got on his walkie talkie and started basically sending out all kinds of signals.
I figured it was over. He was sunburned from a tanning bed and had too much oil clogging his pores and it was a crowded sunday at Target. Let's just leave it at that. I moved on through the mens dept., books, electronics, cut through the kids section and finally made my way to the cosmetics. Because I needed tampons and I'd almost forgotten them. Phwew!
OK, so now I'm loaded down with probably $350 or $400 worth of crap WITHOUT a cart. I mean I am LOADED down! It's been about 15 or 20 minutes since the Hanger Nazi incident. When suddenly, while standing in front of the Bio Silk hair products deciding which ones I want, a security guard comes up to me and first apologizes then says that he has to ask me to leave. WHAT?????? ARE YOU KIDDING? Then I see my sweaty dressing room attendant hiding behind the guard. I said, can I at least pay for this stuff (It was practically up to my chin). He said well it's up to him and points to the red shirted attendant who paused and said NO. I said fine and hoisted my crap on top of him.
Can you believe it? How funny and crazy. I should have reported the guy. He was so out of line. I let him know that I was in the service industry too and if I ever treated someone the way he treated me that I'd probably get fired! He said, have a nice day ma'am. ok. have a nice day ma'am. UGH.
posted by Heather at 8:28 PM
1 Comments:
WHAT?!?!?!?!?! This is CRAZY!!!!!! I would DEFINITELY complain to the manager, as this situation is completely ludicrous! You should not have been treated like that! You should have demanded to speak to a manager when the hanger nazi started the feud over the alleged missing garment/extra hanger. Reading your story just boiled my blood!
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