I’ve often wondered to myself how profitable those mall kiosk shops are. Selling $10 sunglasses, cell-phone-blinging cases and purses with dead celebrities on them don’t seem like very lucrative ventures. And it’s pretty apparent from most kiosks that the employees agree – they’re very rarely trying to move any merchandise, choosing instead to text on their cell phone or stare blankly into space.
However, one particular kiosk in our mall bucks this passive-behavior trend.
There is some kind of Dead-Sea-Salt-Lotion product that the employees are VERY eager for those who walk by their stand to sample. I was unaware of their eagerness, and this ignorance caused a small disagreement between Hayley and me.
Hayley and I were enjoying a low-key day at the mall. I don’t remember the exact details, but I’m sure I was carrying several bags while munching on a delicious Auntie Anne’s pretzel. As we got near Dillard’s, a man jumped in front of us and said something along the lines of “Hello! Would you like to try this lotion?” Hayley politely refused and he then replied, “Well can I ask you a question?” Again, Hayley refused, but this time, not as politely.
I was shocked – Hayley is not typically rude to complete strangers like that. And so I told her that I thought she should have at least answered the guy’s question so as to avoid being terribly rude. She disagreed. And we had a small argument about it.
Boy was I wrong.
Those guys are like Venus Fly Traps – they lure you in with the innocent “Can I ask you a question?” question and then they don’t let you go. They snap down and put on the hard sell like you would not believe. I am now ruder to them than the Abercrombie salesfolks are to ugly people.
So once again, Hayley was right. I should have known better than to argue with her mall acumen.