Recap of my weekend in Vegas.
I was after some gold with diamond jewelry. I do have a home store so more likely than not would have gotten it there even if I found something unless saw a unique piece. If I felt SA gave me lots of love, probably would have gotten it in Vegas. Regardless, this was my opportunity to get to the store with DH and get his input. Since it was a high dollar non quota purchase, I hoped for some level of service.
My first stop was Crystals. Def a larger store. I had H shoes and bracelet on and some decent non H jewelry. What I am saying was that I looked like I knew both H and jewelry. Or that was how I saw myself
SA there was not terrible, but a bit bored with life. There was little inventory. I do feel like she made a decent effort to look trough the drawers. No effort to strike any kind of conversation with us. I loved one ring but there was no size that fit me.
Next stop was Bellagio. Tiny store. That SA hated our presence. I think if she could ask us (and all other shoppers) to leave, she would have.
Wynn was last. It was a decent size store. That SA would only show things on his phone. He was nice, just did not understand the basic principles of salesmanship. If he took stuff out, stuck it on my fingers, I would have probably loved it and bought it. This was more or less window shopping with a human moving "windows" on his phone for me. At least real windows are large.
On my way downstairs I stopped in the handbag section. I wanted to look at mini K which is on top of my wish list now and they had it on display. I told the handbag SA that I understood it was not for sale but could I look at it. She was very reluctant, I insisted. We set down, she took the bag out, quickly lifted the flap without taking the stuffing out and started to put it away. I got a little upset at that point and told her that we were the only people in the store, she had nowhere to rush and if she could please give us 5 min to look at the bag. Where the bags not there for people to look at and put on their wish lists after all? She obliged but of course now I felt awkward. At that point someone else came in and started to argue with her over why the bag was not for sale which was kind of interesting to watch and a proper punishment for this SA not obliging such an understanding and sweet customer that I all over sudden seemed compare to the other shopper
At that point another lady walked in, carrying the coveted mini K IRL. I asked her if her phone fit. She opened her bag and took out Mary Poppins amount of stuff! She had two pairs of sunglasses, phone, gum, two lip glosses etc. I was blunt enough to ask to slip my phone inside. That was a lot of fun and a good ending to my Vegas H expedition.