I Sold A Bra.....

When I was in the 7th grade I got a job stocking merchandise in a department store. I worked after school in the back unpacking boxes of clothing, putting a price tag on it, and placing it out on the sales floor. I had been there several months and learned how to close up the building at night and work the cash registers. On Chistmas Eve I was working on the sales floor while every one else was in the back room enjoying an employee party....I could not attend because alcohol was being served. The sales floor was closed and all but one door was locked, so that customers could exit the building but not enter. Only one customer remained in the building....a very large built lady. She came over to me and told she needed to purchase a bra. I knew nothing about bras. I called to the back and told the lady that worked the bra and panties section that I had a customer that wanted to purchase a bra. She told me to ask her what size. Until then I thought bras were one size fits all...a stretchy material. I ask the lady what size she wanted and she gave me the size...I do not remember what it was but it was BIG. I then relayed the information to the lady in the back...who told me she would send it up to the front where I was by a vacuum tube (much like the banks use today at the drive-in). She then told me to ask what size cup she wanted....I told her the lady only wanted a bra and did not say anything about cups. She told me to ask her....So I asked the lady is she wanted a cup or cups with her bra??? She said ofcourse....So I told the lady in the back the customer wanted a cup with her bra. She said ask her what size cup? I was thinking a cup is a cup but I would ask anyway....So I asked her what size cup she wanted...again she told me (again I do not remember the letters she told me). In just a few minutes the bra came flying from the back through the vacuum tube and landed on the counter. I checked the lady out, took her money and sacked the bra. But..then I remembered no cups were in the bag. I told the lady the cups were not in the bag...she insisted they were and called me a smart ***. The she grabbed the bag and left the store. I told my co-worker what happend and she had to explain to me that the part of the bra cupping the breast was called a cup and they were different sizes. I thought they simply had a draw string again one size fits all....I was so embarrassed....Every time someone came in to purchase a bra the employees would ask me if I want to assist the customer. I finally got moved to the shoe dept...it was much easier for me.
kindashy50 kindashy50
51-55, M
4 Responses Aug 4, 2010

Lol

funny...

So funny...

That's funny