Today in Newbury (I think I am going to have to buy an anorak?) I counted 5 empty shops to let in the high street! the 5th one is the old next /lime outlet (no photo).....
We are feeling the Recession, oops sorry, Credit Crunch, ( showing my age a bit there, hey Arthur?) having to cut down on the mummy coffees and treats. At times the sales assistants in shops are so jaded they don't even offer to serve you! I thought I'd get bored of saying "just looking thanks", but as it happens they seem to expect little else, and when you do need serving it takes them by such surprise that someone is buying something they are quite startled into action.
Just had an awful thought, maybe they don't stop to serve me, continuing their conversation or their texting because..... maybe I don't look like I can afford to buy something? Maybe I'm working the haggard, slummy mummy look so well they just look at me and think "AS IF LADY??" Laugh out loud.
Customer service is not what it was! Can't get the staff. In my day (I worked in Burberry in the 1980's ) you assumed every one who came through the door was a potential customer, and treated them all equally. Let's face it millionaires come in all kinds of guises, and many a perceived fine feathered bird is in penury and filing for bankruptcy!
And as someone voted that they don't want to stop the building of an Art Pavilion that means that other than my dear Hubby who reads this on his commute, I have a "dear reader". Dear Reader!!! And you are dear, even though we disagree, as it means that despite our difference of opinion you are reading my blog. I do love an audience. Bless you misguided, bored soul, your life must be very dull if perusing my blog is your entertainment.
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