Here’s The Thing…
I have a vast knowledge of useless information stored in my head. Mostly fashion, dog and food related. Except it rarely benefits me in any substantial way. In fact, it’s quite the opposite. Take today’s shopping adventure for example.
A normal girl goes to a store, sees something she likes and buys it. I go to a store, dig through the sale section at each and every store until I know the price points/sale prices of all the things. Don’t get me wrong, I’d love to go to an (unnamed) high-end department store and charge $100+ for a pair of MOTHER brand jean cut-offs…but I’d never do that, because thanks to my vast knowledge of useless sale information, I know where to buy the exact same shorts for $15.
Today, this knowledge backfired. Because I’ve been obsessed with this weird lace maxi dress that I’ve gone to every (unnamed) store to find in my size…and therefore, I know it’s been marked down (twice) to $10(!!). Except, when I went up to the cash register and explained this markdown knowledge, and showed them a XS floral version with the $10 sticker…and pointed out how they are at markdown code #31 and my dress only had one markdown to $15 with code #29, I end up looking like Captain Crazy-Pants. The only dress in the entire city of Los Angeles in my size (that I wanted to wear tomorrow AND for the Dia de Los Muertos event coming up in Hollywood), that I do NOT have in my possession, all because it was missing the red, double markdown sticker. Arg.
p.s. It does not help to point out to sales people that they may have just forgotten to stick on the latest sale price, and no one in the store appreciates an SNL-worthy comedy routine when you’re holding up the line in an attempt to save $5 (Don’t judge me, I can do a lot with $5). Double Arg. :/