Are shopwomen allowed to lie?
Once a shop assistant decided I'm more of a romantic guy. I just do not know that yet. Rosa would be totally my tone. In fact, pink is the color that will never find its way into my wardrobe. I hate them. "Yes, you are still reluctant," the saleswoman looked at me knowingly. "You just have to try on one or two dresses, that's the way it is, if you have not found your style yet." One is always grateful for good advice - but you do not have to be insulted. On the other hand: If you have ever found a dedicated saleswoman, you should not immediately invest with her. So I always tried alternating: a dress that recommended them (playful, gathered, with ruffles), then one that I got myself off the shelf (colorful, no frippery, clear cut). "Well, whatever you choose," the sales assistant crossed her arms, raised her eyebrows, and slowly shook her head. "You really do not have a clue."
This woman had an opinion - and a mission. We two just did not fit together. I had to leave this store. She was only honest. And that should be a saleswoman, right? At least if you believe that your job is not exhausted in accurately stacking sweaters. The art of the saleswoman is in my opinion: she should be honest with the customer, but never more honest than the customer to herself. Imagine an employee in a noble boutique, who taps a discreetly from the back to the shoulder: "My dear 'Honestly, we both know you can not afford this fuss.' Nobody wants that.
Not complete education, but satisfaction of the customer is the highest professional goal of the saleswoman. And if the lady with the thick upper arms really wants spaghetti straps, what can retailers do for them? Customers should let their taste, even if they have none. This is the big policy of the locker room: promise general improvement, without compromising the customer, and then hope that she chooses right. As a perfect diplomat, the saleswoman is allowed to lie in taste matters, what the stuff holds. As far as the fit is concerned, however, she should assert her competence. Ideally, she manages to convince a notorious size-36 buyer of a much more appropriate dress in 38 or 40, without the customer then a week of nourishment of pineapple and crispbread.
And how do you behave as a customer? Either you know what you want. Or you want to be advised. Then you have to believe the seller everything, unless she says suspicious sentences like "That looks funny!" or "Is something different". In this case, I propose the following: Exit the fitting, grab a nice-looking customer in the store and talk to her: "We do not know each other and will never see each other again, so be honest: how do I see out?"
