It’s Only Monday and I’m Ready for a Quiet Weekend
Dec 17th, 2007 by Alex
After a non-stop jam-packed kick-ass weekend — including, but not limited to a holiday party at Evelyn’s Cafe (which I’d like to get back to to eat sometime), seeing (and liking) Scythian at Mick O’Shea’s, eating at the Papermoon Diner for the first (but not the last) time, going to a subwoofer shootout, DJ/MC/attending a house party, seeing Michael Ian Black & Michael Showalter at Ottobar) — I freaked out a bit today. I felt compelled to begin my holiday shopping, seeing as how there are only a few more days when it won’t be a complete madhouse wherever I end up. I had no idea what to get anyone, but I left work a few hours early and knocked it all out in four hours. My stress level dissipated and I’m now my usual more laid back mellow self. There’s still the wrapping, but for some reason I’m not too worried about that anymore either. Life is good.
I also ran errands, filled the tank up, dropped off an invoice, had a gyro at Double T, saw my friends, etc. All in all, a satisfying day. Also of note…
The female mannequins at Kohl’s are more anatomically correct than I would have thought, although what I’d really like to know is why there were several such mannequins positioned without tops throughout the store this afternoon. I can only imagine the conversation that some parents are going to have to have with their kids after walking through the ladies sweater section.
There was a woman backing a Chevy Yukon out of a parking space at BJ’s today. It took a four point turn to get out of a large space into a large aisle. It reminding me of Saturday night’s party, where Dan and myself were heckling the host over the PA about her MarioKart 64 driving skills (while being whooped by a seven year old).
I’m beat.
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I hate shopping. Would you do mine, please, so MY stress level will dissipate? Sigh…
Carol: I’m the anti-shopper, so I think I’ll pass on that one… although I do work for food. That I went in yesterday to buy things without a shopping list and didn’t break down in the middle of the store was pretty incredible.
Carol - I’m happy to shop (with other people’s money.) Give me a list and send me on my way. I’ll even wrap. You can repay me for my trouble in sandwiches and coffee.
Seriously, I’m still snickering about the mannequins in Kohls. WTF.
Really? You don’t know why about those mannequins? Well, of course you don’t… because you’re a boy. You see, girls are pretty damned determined, and if I don’t see my size on the rack, you better bet I’ll check for my size on every mannequin in the store. And if one of those fine ladies is wearing my size? I am perfectly willing to disrobe her (or have it done). Those girls never stood a chance.
There. Now you know.
Charissa: Oh I get it. I may not be a big shopper, but the concept of determination isn’t a foreign one. The question of why they remain disrobed remains, however. With the effort required to disrobe a mannequin (probably while standing on a step-ladder), you’d think it’d be a trifle more difficult to throw another shirt or sweater over the pale white anatomical correctness.
Like Charissa, I’ve disrobed a mannequin in my day (they usually are wearing the smallest size.) As a former Strawbridge’s/Hecht’s now Macy’s employee, I’ll shed some light on why the mannequins can’t be rerobed - Sales associates aren’t allowed to clothe the mannequins. Only the “visual merchandising” people are allowed to do so, and they get very aggravated if you touch their mannequins without permission. There may be only one or two visual people per store. As such, you end up with topless mannequins from time to time until those people get around to it. They also can’t throw just any top up there. It has to be a “seasonal fashion trend statement.” A store mgr. prefers naked mannequins to sloppy mannequins.
Okay, I admit it. I stole a mannequin arm from Bloomingdale’s when I was in high school. And one of those “WET FLOOR” cones.
Those mannequins wouldn’t be so anatomically correct if they didn’t keep the store so cold. Besides, showing how well the sweaters keep the headlights under cover is a good marketing technique.
danielle: Another case of workplace politics, then.
Carol: The cone I understand, but just the arm?
yellowjkt: I’d agree with you, but isn’t that one of the perks of wearing a bra? Here I go again, speculating about things I don’t know about.