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Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Get in the Zone

AutoZone that is. I recently found out the discrimination that men feel at Victoria's Secret while at AutoZone.

Hold on here, men aren't discriminated at VS, they are eagerly helped by associates wearing all black with a tape measure around their necks (ya, I think of all black when I walk into VS, why aren't they wearing pink?). All they have to do is walk around touching every bra in sight with a expression that resembles me looking at oil filters. I don't know the difference between oil filter sizes. Just like men don't know the difference in cup sizes. But the lovely ladies of VS love men that come in and need their help. They understand the importance of men buying the 'demi bra' and 'seamless panties' for their lady at home. Not so over at the Zone. Well the bra and panties part. Oil filters and bug wash.

One of the last things that left our apartment in our move was a very full oil pan. The option was to either take that to AutoZone to drain, or take our used goods to the Deseret Industries (the Mormon version of The Salvation Army). I chose AutoZone because someone could come out and drain it for me. It's oil! I don't want to spill that all over me. It could happen especially since I was wearing a cream colored top. I wasn't going to risk it.

I walked in and saw a man helping someone. So I waited. AutoZone has a weird set-up. They have the actual counter that takes your money for oil filters in the front of the store. I had nothing to buy so that wasn't the line I was heading for. I went for the counter that the men just chit chat at. But there was only one guy there and he was busy. I was the only girl in the whole store and yet, workers walked right by and ignored me. I was looking at them as they passed me. I made it very obvious.

They wear black too, what a coincidence.

The guy that was busy was now busy over at the check-out counter so I stood in line, waiting for him. If he was my only option, I'll take it. I still looked around and finally made eye contact with a new guy behind the 'chit chat' counter. He asked if I needed help. Duh, I had nothing in my hands and a blank, frustrated stare on my face, of course I needed help!

So he helped me. I got my oil pan drained (gross) and I left feeling that using my cuteness and charm got me now where at the Zone. Sorry ladies if I just ruined it for those of you who walk in with your own oil pans and drain it yourself. I just couldn't. My cream colored top wouldn't allow it.

Next time Justin can go to the Zone and head to VS for a nice new 'demi bra' for me. He'll be well taken care of at both places. Hope he remembers what cup size I am.

14 comments:

TonyM said...

It doesn't happen to only women. I've gone in there too and had to 'help myself'. Guess you don't need customer service skills to work in a STORE where you have CUSTOMERS.

Jessi said...

Well you would know about customer service skills Mr. "What do you want? Your computer fixed? I can't do that. click" Is that accurate?

TonyM said...

I've been sent to Customer Service Training Charm School. My company paid for it.

Waste of their money too!

Jessi said...

I thought something was missing: Charm.

TonyM said...

I am Charming! Bi-otch! wink

Todd said...

Autozone has easily some of the worst customer service ever. The chit chat counter always has guys hanging around not doing a damn thing and then it's like a total inconvenience that you are inturrupting them to help you. This is why I buy everything I possibly can on the internet. No service is better than shitty, attitude laden service.

Jessi said...

Hmm, I guess we never thought of buying oil filters online. But see, Justin buys all the car stuff and he has no problem interrupting people. We all know that.

Poodle said...

I can't really comment on AutoZone, since it's not called ScooterZone.

I was just checking to see if I can comment without a blogspot account. :)

Jessi said...

Why jfoell.blogspot.com does not discriminate against non-bloggers. Come on down and post a comment anytime! Oh and if you're feeling carefree and want to help a friend out, click on an ad!

Someone's gotta pay for the lattes that give me a creative edge.

poodle said...

Are lattes on the approved marathon runner's diet?

Jessi said...

Well I need the calcium (cause its got fat free milk) and just a shot of espresso--So yes it is!

Geoff said...

Ok, I'm cool now and have my own blogspot.

Yeah.

Writinggal said...

She's a AA, Justin!

Jessi said...

I wish! Maybe after the Marathon I will be. I can only hope.