Today, after wandering for 5 minutes through their men's department, I finally found a staff member asleep at the entrance to their change rooms. I didn't want to run the risk of a rape accusation so I dropped my bunch of keys a few times to wake her up.
I knew my trouser size 81/79 taken from previous purchases from Woolworths and gave that to the person and asked if she could show me options for an ordinary pair of blue jeans. I also gave her my preferences - no polyester, no baggy jeans, no 3cm long zips and nothing looking like a rag I would use in my workshop. Or trousers where the crotch hangs below your knees.
I confess I hate buying clothes for myself due to searching instore for staff and their utter stupidity about their own products.
Yesterday, I went on my first mission to buy some pants for myself and after doing the rounds of about 7 shops, I finally gave up and ended up at Woolworths today.
Their jeans are scattered in opposing ends of the store, sizes, ranges and styles are all mixed-up and it's pointless to ask for any advice where to find anything.
Out of desperation, I finally forked out a few cents short of R500 for a pair of broeks made 38% from recycled plastic bottles and some cotton. If you don't believe me, I've got the swingticket showing what I wrote here.
We are saddled with this kind of schitt because no-one complains and just pay up regardless of what you get for the money.
skollie
I knew my trouser size 81/79 taken from previous purchases from Woolworths and gave that to the person and asked if she could show me options for an ordinary pair of blue jeans. I also gave her my preferences - no polyester, no baggy jeans, no 3cm long zips and nothing looking like a rag I would use in my workshop. Or trousers where the crotch hangs below your knees.
I confess I hate buying clothes for myself due to searching instore for staff and their utter stupidity about their own products.
Yesterday, I went on my first mission to buy some pants for myself and after doing the rounds of about 7 shops, I finally gave up and ended up at Woolworths today.
Their jeans are scattered in opposing ends of the store, sizes, ranges and styles are all mixed-up and it's pointless to ask for any advice where to find anything.
Out of desperation, I finally forked out a few cents short of R500 for a pair of broeks made 38% from recycled plastic bottles and some cotton. If you don't believe me, I've got the swingticket showing what I wrote here.
We are saddled with this kind of schitt because no-one complains and just pay up regardless of what you get for the money.
skollie
