Wandering into the Hermes boutique in Short Hills NJ, I inquired after the SA I typically work with who was out sick. There was a lovely display Garden Party 30 and I asked to see it for a size reference. It was not in a case just on a shelf. The SA carried it over to a case and then opened a drawer, took out a lovely silk pair of gloves for herself and then handed me a pair of very used, dirty white cotton gloves, and instructed me to don them before touching the bag. I asked for a clean pair and she refused to provide them. After several long seconds of staring incredulously at her and feeling embarrassed for her lack of manners and protocol, I requested that she just show me the bag herself and told her that I didn't need to touch it. I thanked her and walked away. Having been to Hermes Boutiques worldwide, I know this isn't the usual experience. Everyone had always been gracious and professional. Oh well.