I decided to stop by Jersey Gardens after work today to get some bras. This is an outlet mall that is near Newark airport.
Y’see, I have a dire bra situation going on. My boobs decided to spontaneously grow a cup size, such that I am now getting bruises and all kinds of pain from the bras that I do have,
DARK AND PENDULOUS! (Let’s see how many RHPS fans get that one…)
It’s gotten to the point that I thought about going free hang to my dayjob like a Scottish warrior.
Anywho, back to the topic at hand. The topic is what an absolute shithole Jersey Gardens is. The parking lost was crammed with people who can’t drive, the mall itself was crammed with many unsupervised children. Like, we’re talkin’ at least 50 of them as far as the eye can see. When you walk over the horizon new unsupervised children re-spawn there for you with the other NPCs.
After I got through this chaos to the bra store, I thought that the worst is over. I pick out like 6 bras and get in line for the fitting room. I’m there for about 20 minutes while some sales associates start having an argument:
“I AIN GON FIX YO SHIT I AIN GON FIX IT MAH TIME IS UP I GOTS TA GO HOME!!!”
The other responded, “TA HELL WIT YAW I DON CARE…”
Ok, awkward. I ignore it. Then some lady pushes in front of me not realizing that I am in line or not caring. Obviously the sales associates were too busy with whatever it was that they were doing to care, and at that point I ceased to care. This is when I took all the stuff I was waiting to try on, tossed it on the nearest table, and walked out.
Then I swam down the hall to a different store. Children pushing at my legs, pregnant parents with 5 children pushing in front of me with their big carts, and other general chaos.
I take out my cell and call Harknell, letting him know that I’ll be home soon. While I am on the phone I see something shiny in the Ann Taylor LOFT outlet store, so I dip my head in to see if it’s worth checking the whole store out. (This is where I get all of my dayjob clothes.) The greeter says hello to me. I pull my phone away and say hello back to her. Then I start to finish off my conversation so that I can shop, but before I can do so, the lady says, “Y’all got ta git off that phone and shop!!!”
I could see that she was so pleased with herself hat she had made a funny. I didn’t find it funny, though. I found it stupid at best and passive-aggressive at worst.
I’m thinking, excuse me? I just happened to walk in here for just a second to look at something on the front table while I was on my way out to my car.
But, since I generally don’t waste time humiliating idiots anymore, I simply turned around and left the store without buying anything.
Harknell says to me on the phone that this was indeed stupid, but he tells me to go ahead into the Saks 5th Avenue Outlet to at least see if they have any good deals because there’s hardly ever any people in there.
I do so, since Saks is on the way out to my car. I find 5 things to try on and, take it back to the fitting room. There are two women there. One asks me how many items I have. I tell her 5. She is about to let me into a room when the other one stops me and insists on counting out the items as if I were lying.
Again, I became suddenly so furious, that I nearly just walked out, but I didn’t. I don’t think it’s been since I was in High School that anyone has treated me like that.
I didn’t like any of the items and politely gave them back and left the shop. I wanted to say, “Be sure and count them again so that you know I didn’t try to STEAL anything.”
But instead, I just walked out.
I can totally rip a person in two mentally, but these days I generally save that for those who really, REALLY deserve it. One one hand, I can imagine that in this particular mall they get a lot of theft, but still I am never going back to Jersey Gardens again. It might be on the way back from work, but it’s not worth it.
I am beginning to think that outlets totally aren’t worth it these days. Maybe I’ll buy less stuff if I buy it full price, but the whole experience won’t be so stupid and the items won’t be possibly faulty. This is what happens when companies don’t pay their employees anything and everything is all about the bottom line. Nobody cares and it’s good for no one. This happens in regular malls, too. They lose customers like me with jobs and not a lot of time to spare on BS.
My 20s have made me disgruntled.