Dave and I are doing a Bible study with some friends for the next 6-7 weeks on the
Fruits of the Spirit (based on
Galatians 5:22-23). We've already studied love and joy, and next week is peace. One of the things this is doing is really highlighting for me how much of an ambassador of Christ that we are. There's that old song called "they will know we are Christians by our love, by our love...", and it's true.
Well, today I had the opportunity to let that love come through -- if only by holding my tongue!! I was volunteering at the
Oxfam (charity/thrift store), and it was probably 10:15 or so. (We open at 10). There were about 5 old ladies in there (our most common target market, sadly), and one of them, who is a quasi-regular, put something down to donate, and then spent the next 3 minutes browsing. Yes, 3.
She then came up to me and very loudly berrated me because we don't post the sizes of the items on the clothing. Over and over again, no matter what I said to her, she kept at it. I don't deal well with confrontation, so I never quite know what to say (I have
great comebacks about 2 hours later, usually!). I kept trying to figure out what (besides sit down and size all the items right then and there!) she wanted me to do! I offered to pass her comment on to the manager ("I've mentioned it before and nothing ever happens."). I think at one point I said something like "How can I specifically help you with this today?" (which was a nice way of saying "So what do you want me to do about it, Crazy?!"), and she said that we used to size the items, and demanded to know why we don't any more. (Like I know?!)
The woman made the mistake of asking me how I would shop at this Oxfam! Hee hee! To coin a phrase, I wanted to say:
"You fool! You fell victim to one of the classic blunders! The most famous is never get involved in a land war in Asia, but only slightly less well-known is this: never go in against a Sicilian when death is on the line! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" (from The Princess Bride).
Except you'd have to change the last sentence to
"but only slightly less well-known is this: never go in against Melissa when a bargain is on the line! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!!" :o)
So I proceeded to show her exactly how I shop! If you've ever shopped with me, you know I have my own style. And it turns out that I don't think that woman
really wanted to know how I shop! :o) Hmmm, funny, how that worked out.
Finally she gave up. And left. Maybe she won't come back. I wasn't too rattled. I never felt my face flush, or my knees weaken, so that's a good sign! One of the other ladies in the shop was actually on her way over to say something to the woman when she left because she was upsetting the other customers, too!
So, what were my after-the-fact comebacks?
- Well, I don't think we have enough volunteers to size every item, so let me get you a volunteer application and you can size them yourself.
- What exactly are you looking for? Maybe I can help you if you are more specific with your wants than with your displeasure.
- Go away, woman! We're a CHARITY shop! We sell the clothes other people give away! You want choice? Go to Marks & Spencer's! You want a personal shopper? Go to Debenhams!
What, you might ask, does this all have to do with the Bible study we are doing? Well, I think the study has helped me to get perspective on some things. First, I think (hope?) I was loving to her while she was berrating me. Second, I would like to think that her aggression has less to do with not finding a size 16 blouse suitable for her 4'9" frame and more to do with something else (possibly) going on in her life. Third, I hope this will help me to be less aggressive when I go shopping and can't find the perfect thing - at least I hope I don't take it out on the poor shop attendant!
Anyways, that's life in the charity shop! Until next week, see how far $10 (or £10, depending on your country) can get you! And remember to be loving!