How I worked as a Sales Associate at La Vie en Rose
Boutique
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| Photo by D Sharon Pruitt |
Today after taking out my black and grey work clothes out of
the laundry, I finally felt that it’s over.
There is nothing wrong with grey or black, and it can be fun. But if you
constantly see yourself in these colors, it can really affect your mood.
I wore these colors for quite some time since I first started working at La
Vie en Rose Agua boutique as a Sales Associate (SA). I finally had the courage
to give my manager a notice that I’ll be leaving. That was in the last week of
my final days in that job. I felt relieved and happy, so much so that I can
only describe it as euphoria. I still want to believe that this job also made
some of my ex co-workers miserable, but once they leave work - probably have
wonderful personalities.
In the fall of last year, I found myself in the situation of needing to make
some extra money, so I started looking for a part time job. Considering other circumstances
in my life, and some previous retail experience, going into Sales seemed like a
reasonable solution. I applied to the store, where I used to shop, and liked the service and the
product. I was hired the next day after I applied, and had to turn down other
job options. I have to admit – a beautiful display window, a beautiful product,
and a pleasant previous experience as a customer with the assistant manager
were deciding factors. After all, I wasn’t looking for a new career. I was
looking to make some extra money.
I came to work with my best intentions. Immediately I was told
that if I SELL, I’ll get more hours. My initial training lasted for about two
hours and consisted of trying on different styles of swimsuits. During that I
had to tell Assistant Manager whom I would recommend these styles to. I was
quickly shown how to use the register, given work manuals to read at home, and
was expected to sell next time I come to work. That was it for orientation.
After reading the manuals I was encouraged by phrases like “our employees are
our best and most important value”, and truly wanted to believe that this
Company cared about the staff.
Later I realized that nobody got any further training. Our average sales were
expected at a 100/hour, but employee recognition
was given only when your sales were above average for a significant period of
time (ex. 3-6 months). Further, we were to sign a daily task sheet with our
goals for the shift. My goals for a 5 hour shift would be around $500,
sometimes reaching to a $950 if the store was behind on the weekly goal. Moreover,
if I was one of the employees closing the store, and staying another half hour
to clean, my daily goal would include $$ for the time the store was closed.
We were supposed to sell to every 2 customers out of 10 that entered the store.
It was not very difficult to achieve the goal If you were the only SA on the
floor or if it was an extremely busy day when customers really wanted to buy. Yes,
there are some days when there is a lot of traffic, but it is extremely
difficult to make a sale. Some customers
bring their family and friends to shop with them, and every “body” is counted
by the traffic counter. The real trouble was when there was a very “busy”
significant other (usually a male) on his phone pacing in and out of the store.
Many times I was put in the situation when the store simply didn’t have the desired
styles and sizes, especially larger ones, but I was still expected to sell, which
in a lot of cases would mean deceiving the customer by selling the wrong
product in the wrong size, which I couldn’t do. Then, of course there are the dreaded returns, which on a slow day can put your
modest achievements into
the red.
The lack of training and explanation of simple rules led to a lot of
micromanagement, like creating rules on the spot, and being told off in a pretty
rude way depending on the mood management was in. I worked for five months – fall and winter, and only after Christmas we saw a
real rush of people. I enjoyed being busy and helping customers, but other
times on a slow day – the SAs would compete for the customers, steal them,
fight with each other for them, and things got really ugly at times.
Every time I came to work expecting something unpleasant
either with the management, colleagues or customers which created a lot of
anxiety and stress in my life. I felt
that it was not worth it for a minimum wage job with no benefits, no
commission, and some laughable rules that the Company has for its employees.
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| Photo by Quick Fix |
My “favourite” rules
were the following:
We were not allowed to purchase in other stores anything that our “home” store
carried, and that included the missing sizes.
Another rule was that you were not allowed to purchase anything without the
manager’s approval, not even using the employee discount. I worked a lot of
evening shifts, when the manager was not there, and I was also not allowed to
put anything on hold even though I would pay the same price as the next
customer. Sometimes the sale price was lower than the price using the discount.
We were also not allowed to unwrap spare sizes of new arrivals, even though
there was enough room on the racks. Later the search for the needed size in full
boxes of products while your customer was waiting undressed in the fitting room
turned out to be time consuming and frustrating, and often resulted in a
missing item, as it was “on its way”.
I’m not even going to mention the special
visits from the regional “royalty” that caused additional undue stress and
confusion amongst our staff.
There was also the “jean Fridays” when
the employees were allowed to wear colorful clothes and jeans but only for the
“price” of five dollars which was donated to the “Roses of Hope Foundation”.
Nearing the end of my employment I got a couple of Saturday and Sunday’s shifts
in a row. Unfortunately, we were overstaffed again and again. As the
desperation to achieve the monthly budget was setting in, I realised that it
was time to get out. To quit was pretty easy, as it turned out nobody really
cared. A couple of my colleagues left shortly after
me, as that job took a toll on their wellbeing too.
On a positive note – I learned a lot about swimwear, female figures and what
looks good on whom. I met some nice people and gained some new experience.
After all, it’s an experience: good or bad.
Oh well, time to move on! Au revoir
La vie en Rose!
To read more reviews by current and former employees visit http://www.ratemyemployer.ca/Employers/LA/La-Vie-en-Rose.
Author: Former Employee
All photos from Wikimedia Commons
File:Free Smiling In Pink Heart Sunglasses.jpg
File:A Question of Who's In Charge (9883242164).jpg, Scott A. McNichol, "A Question of Who's In Charge" (2002) in Elora, Ontario.
