Showing posts with label memory. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memory. Show all posts

Mooooo

Well, I feel like I have to tell you the Kohl's story. I mean...I'd hate for someone to think there is something wrong with Kohl's, right? At least...I don't think there is anything wrong with Kohl's. Vera Wang hangs her hat there fer Chris'sake!

Flash back my friends to the 80's. I'm a girl from the wrong side of the tracks who just graduated high school. For whatever reason, the high school I went to was just full of rich kiddos. I'm talking crazy rich. Let me give you an example...The guy I had a major crush on was named Briggs (is that a name?)...he owned two cars. One, a white Volkswagen Scirroco, the other a white convertible Volkswagen Rabbit. Can you imagine being in high school and having two cars to drive!?! Oh, and he had an indoor basketball court in his house (really).

So, there I am, playing tennis and hanging around the Country Club crowd, while driving a car that we nicknamed "The Crate". This car would shake if it went over 55 mph, and sometimes would spontaneously burst. into. flames. Other than that...it was a fine car for a high schooler to drive around in:P

You guessed it...I worked at Kohl's. The Kohl's of the 80's was not cool. I don't know if Kohl's is cool now. I'm just thinking if it's good enough for Vera Wang, it's good enough for me;) Truth be told, there isn't one anywhere near me, so I really don't know.

I was an Esprit/Forenza/Guess wearing Madonna wannabe. 80's Kohl's was not where the hip kids hung out. I used to hate walking through the mall, past the Benetton, past The Limited...to Kohl's:P

Needless to say, high school Nap Warden had a bit of an attitude problem with her retail job. So bad, that I had been known to answer "not here" with a valley girl accent, when asked where she got her cute outfit. I know, so obnoxious...

Well, one day, my manager called me into the managers office. He sat down at his desk and looked disapprovingly at me.

Him: "Do you know why you have been called into my office?"
Me: "Ummmm....no."
Him: "A customer asked to speak to the manager after you rung them up. They claim you treated them like cattle in your register line."

To this day, I have no idea what that means? Does that mean anything to you? Perhaps I wasn't chatty enough in line. I promise I'm a good person. I'm just very methodical, and very efficient. Wouldn't you think 80's Kohl's customer could cut poor Crate driving high school Warden a break?

Ah well...from that moment on, I have always thought (and Husband agrees) the Ad campaign for Kohl's should be "Shop at Kohl's...Where the customer is treated like cattle;P"

So there you go...nothing wrong with Kohl's...just a moment in my past that now makes me chuckle...and no, way to serious manager guy did not fire me, I lasted the whole summer, and then went away to college:)
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Sweet Home Alabama

Was I the only one watching Sweet Home Alabama tonight? (I think it was on TNT...or something?) Anyway, this show brings back a funny memory...

Waaay back in the dark ages, Husband and I had a HUGE break up...HUGE. He proposed (with the Tiffany's ring) then, he broke up with me:...( I. WAS. A. MESS!

I closed up my single girl apartment in Chicago, quit my job, loaded up my cat (in my Mom's car) and drove to Denver to live with my Bro. I just had to get away.

The Bro and his friend Brennan became my babysitters. They MADE me get out every day. After dragging me out to dinner, they insisted on taking me to a movie. You guessed it...they took me to see Sweet Home Alabama. Great idea...NOT.

If you haven't seen the movie, there is a scene where Patrick Dempsey takes Reese Witherspoon to Tiffany's and drops to one knee to propose. I became a bawling, babbling puddle on the floor of the theater.

I can laugh about it now...at the time...oh my mess! The guys didn't know whether to pat me on the back, or just watch the movie and pretend I wasn't falling apart. God bless 'em for trying...they really were in over their heads;)
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