There is something incredible about selling $8000 of clothing in 5 hours, give or take fifteen minutes. Let me do the math for you: that’s $1600 in a single hour. It’s a rush — grabbing sizes, helping put together outfits, smiling at people, and (most importantly) making them feel helped.
I don’t like my job every day, but I love my job most when it’s crazy. When the customers want that item in this size in three different colors, and “can I get a discount for…?” — because honestly, I’m really good at handling that kind of crazy.
Tomorrow morning I have a date. Then I go back to crazy-town for nine straight hours. It’s gonna be a great day.