So one of my tasks tonight was arranging a sweater table then assembling a mannequin to go with the table. I don't have much experience with mannequins other than stripping a shirt or dress off one so someone can try it on and then hopefully getting back to replacing it before someone complains to management that the mannequin is naked. Today's task involved actually assembling one - putting it on the base and dressing it from scratch. And I obviously was going about it the hardest way possible and no one told me until I made a comment that dressing a plus-sized mannequin was like dressing a toddler. My manager just shook her head and laughed, so I added "well, you know ... without all the wiggling" (she has like a half a dozen grandchildren, so she knows ...). It was more about the pants than anything - shirts and dresses are easy. Pants, not so much when the mannequin is only from neck down to mid-thigh and you have to also shove the pole up its leg and screw it into place. Comedy of errors waiting to happen, my friends. Sometimes I think that they just let me go for the pure amusement of watching me. But that's okay - they learned quickly that I don't take myself too seriously at all.
And I leave you with my other classic line from tonight's retail festivities -- the gum ball hand sanitizer from Bath & Body Works is my favorite because it doesn't leave the alcohol aftertaste like most of the other ones do ... talk amongst yourselves .....
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