Oh my jesus.
Saturday was definitely a rush.
The store started off at a mellow, perhaps even slow, pace.
Then it picked up, and I was excited, because a lot of people were buying things, and the goal for Saturday is always 1,000 in sales. Lara told me that all it took was one person to buy some furniture and there, alone, was about $400 to $500 in sales. I was a little woozy at this price estimate. As I sipped some of the tea that Lara daily brings in to the shop, hot water courtesy of Corner Stone, I thought how nice this was, and how very very chill.

Oh how wrong I was. At around 1:30 the rush came in, and I was suddenly slammed by an influx of customers wanting my help, my opinion, my hand; the telephone was ringing, and it might have been Jason, so I had to answer that, I was ringing up one customer and there were two more waiting, I just couldn't begin to do it all fast enough. Lara, too, was slammed- she was helping a few people get dressed for the Ballet Met Party next Saturday, which had a 70s theme. I had no idea how very useful being trained in dresses could be. Go go boots and mini dresses? No, ma'am, that's actually 60s- you know, very Austin Powers. If you think 70s think more along the lines of that amazing movie Hair, and those long chic bohemian dresses. Lara jokingly pointed out the exact replica of a 70s dress her mom had worn to her high school senior prom, which fell to the ankles, with a creamy canvas like material and embroidered flowers. Many people merely browsed, getting our hopes up, and all my organizing of earlier that morning was ruined by a few sloppy men.

My highlight of the day though was a british guy with glasses who bought two pillows, and it was funny because Lara guessed he came from Abercrombie. Many people with british accents were abercrombie workers, she told me, in the industry of fashion. Mod is always going to be in fashion, and many designers got their ideas, she told me, from the very clothes we sold at Mad4Mod. So, she giggled as she told me I shouldn't be surprised if I saw a dress or shirt that looked like the one in the shop. I have been looking at Target and discovered this to be unnervingly true.

So, we closed shop around 5:30, and my boyfriend even came to visit me and got two pairs of big glasses that Lara generously gave him a discount on. I'd never been so relieved to turn off the lights and wipe down the counters. Working there does teach a lot, and on Saturday I finally truly got the hang of the confusing adding machine and how to do the tax on an item. Yay for me!