Tiffany and Co? Yeah No.

I recently was on a trip with my kids.

I wandered into Tiffany's.

I literally do not get it.

I own many of their pieces.

Insert side eye vibes, totally warranted.

My kids and I were adequately dressed.

No one paid us any mind.

Therefore, I saw a set of stairs and figured perhaps that was where I belonged since no one gave me a minute of their time on the lower level .

Upon my arrival on the second floor, I was met with a gentleman whom was quick to address the fact that he was stunned no one had stopped us, for this was an exclusive level.

Clearly we didn't look the part to be tier 2.

Let me also say the people wearing sweatpants and smelling like weed were well attended to on the first floor.

Anyways.

I and my children apologized and retreated.

That said?

We went back downstairs after telling the gentleman who so rudely assumed I couldnt afford a 3 million dollar ring, which I can't, but none the less you don't know me anymore than I know you so fuck off...

Thanks asshole.

Got it.

But anyways...

I managed to tell him what I was looking for.

A charm for my bracelet.

A bracelet my grandmother had gotten me. And quite frankly one of 2 reasons I was in said city in the first place.

But I put my tail between my legs and went downstairs.

I went downstairs to find NOT ONE employee interested in making a sale.

One girl was not only on her phone but chewing gum.

Pet peeve?

Acheieved plus times 50 at that point.

Let's just say there is one girl who WON'T be having Breakfast at Tiffanys.

People need to know their audience, read a room and not be such pretenticous pieces of shit.

You didn't just lose a sale, you lost a customer.

For life.

Thanks for assuming anything about me.

But what I can say is that I can assume everything about you.

The proof is in the pudding, and that means your staff.

So who cares about your product when you can't produce a sale because your staff quite frankly sucks.

Thanks for the reminder that Tiffany blue has left me blue.

Or rather, you in the red.

Xoxo,

C.