Today I made the mistake of thinking that I had a little bit of cash to spare. I thought I would do something lovely and get my teen daughter an extra, small gift for Christmas. There were about 20 people in the queue and I had an hour to spare so thought it would be plenty of time to grab a pair of earrings.
One hour later my left eye was twitching, the older lady behind me was incandescent with rage. They had two people serving and the rest of the 10 staff were there to control the queue. About 40 people gave up on buying something.
I didn’t know if they were trying to create an air of exclusivity or the other staff didn’t know how to use the till.
I ended up giving up after an hour and went to H Samuel’s where I got served in 5 minutes flat!
Anyone else experienced the absolute seventh level of hell that is Pandora?