Thursday, 28 June 2007
It's probably part of my culture but I have pretty well always worn, and enjoyed wearing, jeans.
I set off today to buy a new pair as my 'normal' ones had become fairy grubby from house and garden work.
I am not a complicated sort of person. At least, not when it comes to jeans.
In a basic sort of colour:
Being a loyal, return shopper, my first point of call was here, my 'normal' store:
The shop assistant says "504, 38, 34...no, we don't carry 34 legs anymore."
"Oh" says I, "That's a pity, 34 legs carry me."
"If you try Just Jeans they MIGHT match our price." $99.95.
So I went to Just Jeans:
The same jeans were priced at $99.00. I didn't ask them to match the price.
Having found the jeans, I bought two pair. As one does.
"Do I want to join the Just Jeans Club" asked the girl behind the counter. She ran off various benefits but the one that most struck home was that I was just two points away from a $10 gift voucher. OK, it would cost me $5 to join but they at least they stocked jeans that fit me.
"OK, why not?" say I and the girl put the transaction through on my credit card.
The machine spat out the normal docket and then a second docket. The girl's face went into shock and then she started jumping up and down. Apparently I had just won a free pair of Levi Jeans!
The manager was called, smiles all round, and I left with my free jeans voucher.
Margaret has already laid claim to that.
As I left, I looked back into the store. The manager and the shop girl were holding hands and dancing a jig. I guess there must have been a store prize too.