So..I have just had my first experience of using MX134 - the A314 for ladies, and I think I am going to like this very much.
I had a few things to get out to people before Christmas, and near the Uni, there is a combined grocer’s/sub-post-office, which I use for convenience.
Now, the girl who co-owns this shop makes Sad Sam look like Happy Harry on a GOOD day, and I don’t like dealing with her, as her truculence and unwillingness to help, are really a downer and a pain in the backside to be honest.
Today, I had taken the wee to-go bottle of MX134 in my handbag, and just before I left for the Post Office, I spritzed two sprays in my hair, and a spray on each wrist.
When I entered the Post office, the first weird thing to happen, was a lady who was clearly before me, moved aside to let me past her. I refused, as that’s not fair at all, but she kept turning around and smiling at me when the clerk was dealing with her.
The clerk is a lovely woman, and she is always so nice to me, but even SHE seemed extra helpful today..
Then the real decider for me. I get to the shop counter where Surly Girl is barking at the customer in front of me, and doing her usual shrugging her shoulders and muttering “I don’t know if we have any, but I’m short-staffed and can’t go and look for you right now..”
Great, I thought, what fun THIS will be - NOT!
Anyway, the customer before me leaves, and Surly Girl is writing in a notebook of some kind. All of a sudden, she looks up, and TOTALLY startles me with this beaming smile, asking how I am, and saying how nice it is to see me.. ![]()
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Odd enough..Now, “The Man” only drinks one type of bottled water (Strathmore) and her shop is just about the only place I can easily get it, without going into the town centre, which I refuse to do this near to Christmas, so since we will be drinking a LOT of alcohol over the next fortnight, I wanted to stock up on water.
I could not see any around at all, and so slightly reluctantly asked Surly Girl if she had any in stock. Right away she said, “I’m not sure but I may have some in the warehouse at the back. Just give me a wee minute and I’ll go and look for you.” “How many are you needing?”
In shock, I tell her a dozen, and watch as she proceeds to run to the warehouse at the back, leaving myself and four other customers behind me, slightly open-mouthed. She comes back with a dozen bottles and is still smiling as she rings them through for me, and waves me away with a cheery “Have a nice Christmas and we’ll see you in 2007!”
This girl’s appalling demeanour is legendary, and she has made a name for herself for being so unhelpful, so this was truly bizarre.
I am a very confident and in control woman anyway, but if this is an indication of how well this works, all I can say is get the full-sized version out NOW Michael, 'cos I want to order a gallon!
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