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“The only real mistake is the one from which we learn nothing.” - Henry Ford
Gentleman,
This conversation took place about a week ago while I was at work. It's a bit of a fuck up on my part, it was the first semi cold approach of mine. Hopefully I can use this one as an learning experience, rather than an embarrising, but funny, fuck up.
So, I work part time in a clothing store that specializes in jeans . (I recommend this to anyone reading this , it's a great way to improve your fashion fundamentals and you need a lot of socializing with customers. Additionally, you'll learn to make a connection with people quickly, give them sincere compliments and watching and flirting with female customers is also a nice bonus
)
But back to topic. I was working on the women's department along with a colleague, folding jeans and putting them back in the shelves. Meanwhile, we were just talking and bantering back and forth while there was an almost atmospheric deep house beat playing in the background. Overall, there was a very relaxing vibe that moment.
And than it happened..
Roma girl:
Suddenly, four woman walk upstairs. Two older woman of whom one was pregnant, and a mother and her daughter; Roma girl.
(As far as I can remeber) Roma girl had beautiful green eyes, wavy brown blonde hair tied in a ponytail and a great slim body.
While Roma girl and her mother are browsing through the store, I get asked to help the two older woman pick out some jeans.
After I picked out some jeans to try out, the older woman get to the fitting room. Time for me to talk to the mother and daughter.
After I get the desired pair of jeans I guide them towards the fitting rooms. Here I have to help the older woman because they want a different pair to try out. While I help the older woman, I make some smal talk with the older woman and the mother. Than Rome girl comes out of the fitting rooms wearing a very well fitting skinny jean which perfectly accentuates her behind. (I know which jeans to pick )
After that conversation the mothers decides to try out some jeans. While she's busy trying out the jeans in the fitting room I have some more time to chat up Roma girl. We'd talk about school and if she likes to travel (She has just returned from a trip to Rome, hence the name.) I also went to Rome a few years back, so we talk about our experiences , how was our impression of the city and what not.
Meanwhile, I bring the jeans back to the shelves , I'll get new jeans to fit and I'm still busy with the two older women.
After a while I realize that Roma girl hasn't switched back into her old pair of jeans, so I ask if she wants to keep on those jeans on.
She smiles and says yes. So I ask her to take off her jeans so that I can get off all price tags of. After I retured the jeans to Roma girl, her mother and the two older woman are done trying out. I guide them all towards the checkout where my colleague is working.
So after I've given her my number, Roma girl and her mother leave the store smiling. Me and my colleague make some small talk en bantering with the two older women and how they were jealous because I haven't given them my number.
The realization:
Here comes the fun part..
After a week I haven't heard anything from Roma girl. I realize that it was a pity that I have received nothing but that it was still a small personal victory.
At one point during the week I was drinking coffe with the boss and the conversation went about the day before and work related stuff. My boss told me about a customer who came bringing back a pair of jeans and how she was joking about an employee who had written something wrong on the receipt.
It turns out the customer was the mother of Roma girl and the employee was me. Apparently, while I was writing my number down, I have forgotten to include two numbers. Turns out that Roma girl tried to contact me for about a week... :')
The moral of this story: If you give your number , make sure it's correct...
Pax Vobiscum,
Ares
Gentleman,
This conversation took place about a week ago while I was at work. It's a bit of a fuck up on my part, it was the first semi cold approach of mine. Hopefully I can use this one as an learning experience, rather than an embarrising, but funny, fuck up.
So, I work part time in a clothing store that specializes in jeans . (I recommend this to anyone reading this , it's a great way to improve your fashion fundamentals and you need a lot of socializing with customers. Additionally, you'll learn to make a connection with people quickly, give them sincere compliments and watching and flirting with female customers is also a nice bonus
)But back to topic. I was working on the women's department along with a colleague, folding jeans and putting them back in the shelves. Meanwhile, we were just talking and bantering back and forth while there was an almost atmospheric deep house beat playing in the background. Overall, there was a very relaxing vibe that moment.
And than it happened..
Roma girl:
Suddenly, four woman walk upstairs. Two older woman of whom one was pregnant, and a mother and her daughter; Roma girl.
(As far as I can remeber) Roma girl had beautiful green eyes, wavy brown blonde hair tied in a ponytail and a great slim body.
While Roma girl and her mother are browsing through the store, I get asked to help the two older woman pick out some jeans.
After I picked out some jeans to try out, the older woman get to the fitting room. Time for me to talk to the mother and daughter.
(I've already said hi at this point. Because they weren't facing me directly I I could make sure that they looked at me before I made eye contact, and after that a slight (sexy) smile.)
Me: How may I be of service? (standard sales opening)
Mother: Well, we're looking for a new pair of jeans for her..
Roma girl: .. because these are worn out and I have had them for 5 years! (I can sense right now that she's a real firecracker)
Me: You must be very very attached to these pants if they survive you for five years, luckily you've come to the right place
Roma girl: HAHA, thank god!
Me: So what are you exactly looking for? Are you looking for Bla, Bla, Bla
Roma girl: Well I'm looking for Bla, Bla, Bla
After I get the desired pair of jeans I guide them towards the fitting rooms. Here I have to help the older woman because they want a different pair to try out. While I help the older woman, I make some smal talk with the older woman and the mother. Than Rome girl comes out of the fitting rooms wearing a very well fitting skinny jean which perfectly accentuates her behind. (I know which jeans to pick
)Roma girl: Well.. what do you think?
Mother: Well it looks very nice on you.
Roma girl: Yeah I guess so.. (I notice her facial expression, which says she absolutely loves these jeans.)
Me: I think this pair looks really great on you, they really [insert genuie compliment here].
Roma girl: *eyes become wider* Do you really think so?!
Me: If you would pass me in the street I would twist my neck to see you better...
Roma girl: HAHA I guess you would
Roma girl: You know what, I'll take them!
After that conversation the mothers decides to try out some jeans. While she's busy trying out the jeans in the fitting room I have some more time to chat up Roma girl. We'd talk about school and if she likes to travel (She has just returned from a trip to Rome, hence the name.) I also went to Rome a few years back, so we talk about our experiences , how was our impression of the city and what not.
Meanwhile, I bring the jeans back to the shelves , I'll get new jeans to fit and I'm still busy with the two older women.
After a while I realize that Roma girl hasn't switched back into her old pair of jeans, so I ask if she wants to keep on those jeans on.
She smiles and says yes. So I ask her to take off her jeans so that I can get off all price tags of. After I retured the jeans to Roma girl, her mother and the two older woman are done trying out. I guide them all towards the checkout where my colleague is working.
Colleague: (Towards Roma girl and her mother) So you've decided to keep those jeans.
Mother: Yeah Bla, Bla, Bla
Colleague: Bla, Bla, Bla
Colleague: Hmm that's weird I cannot find the price tag, I guess my colleagu is trying to give you a free pair of jeans
Roma girl: HAHA what?!
Me: Ohh shit, busted!
Me: I was hoping that I would receive your number because of this
Mother: HAHA
Roma girl: HAHA oh really?!
Roma girl: Well I guess you could write your number down on the receipt!
Me: Well okey, but only because you asked it so sweet .
So after I've given her my number, Roma girl and her mother leave the store smiling. Me and my colleague make some small talk en bantering with the two older women and how they were jealous because I haven't given them my number.
The realization:
Here comes the fun part..
After a week I haven't heard anything from Roma girl. I realize that it was a pity that I have received nothing but that it was still a small personal victory.
At one point during the week I was drinking coffe with the boss and the conversation went about the day before and work related stuff. My boss told me about a customer who came bringing back a pair of jeans and how she was joking about an employee who had written something wrong on the receipt.
It turns out the customer was the mother of Roma girl and the employee was me. Apparently, while I was writing my number down, I have forgotten to include two numbers. Turns out that Roma girl tried to contact me for about a week... :')
The moral of this story: If you give your number , make sure it's correct...
Pax Vobiscum,
Ares
