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July 6th, 2014 at 10:49 pm
Talk about unprofessional. If I was the store manager and caught a complaint about an employee doing that there would either be a serious come to jesus meeting concerning the said clerks sales habits and/or possibly a firing.
No, I don’t care if the clerk is a sexist. It is because the clerk blew off a possible sale by being sexist.
As a store manager myself I don’t give a shit if you are white, black, straight, gay, or even transvestite cow molester as long as your money is green and your credit is good.
At a personal level I may not agree nor accept how you live but I will be damned it that suddenly makes me entitled to tell you where you can shop and what you can or cannot buy.
When I worked in Nashville as a store manager one of my best customers was a pimp. He had been servicing the Donelson area and the club scene down town for years. The dude would come in with half a dozen girls every Sunday morning and fill 6 carts with goods.
Unlike some people in the area I had no problems taking his money even when I knew where it came from.
July 7th, 2014 at 10:16 am
My Latin-Mass Roman Catholic dad owned a furniture store in Charlotte, NC, in the 1960s & 1970s. Some of his furniture was rather – gaudy – for my tastes. Way overly gilded frames, Liberace-level upholstery, swag lamps that held small nude male statues, that sort of thing.
He kept it in stock because of a small but loyal band of repeat customers who happened to be flamboyantly homosexual. He never knew how his store became the focus of that subgroup in town, but he was willing to sell to them without any questions about their tastes, or lack thereof.
Look at Pink Guns from the viewpoint of the salesman – he has a PINK gun to sell. Nobody has ever, ever, ever walked in and asked to see a ping gun. Never. The only people who supposedly might just maybe want one are females, because the gun maker’s manufacturing people say so, which is why there exists such a thing. Stupid marketing people.
Every female who comes in is gonna get a pitch to buy the pink POS, because otherwise it isn’t gonna get sold. Ever.
I bet every off duty cop who comes in gets a line or two about the Mossberg riot gun with the $500 extra accessories on it, to make it perfect for civil defense.
Don’t take it personally, it is just business. Bad business.
July 7th, 2014 at 2:00 pm
Mikee — nope, there’s one other slice of market share for pink guns (probably the largest, actually).
Dudes buying guns FOR their Significant Other. And they WILL ask to see the little cute one if there is the slightest chance they’d buy one.
Me? I wouldn’t even STOCK them, unless I saw numbers than indicated they sold frequently enough to be worth the counter space — or I might only stock the one that’s on display. (Just think how much of the CDNN catalog of guns is weirdly colored guns. Yeah, that’s because they DIDN’T SELL.)
July 7th, 2014 at 3:24 pm
I will agree that buying guns for others leads to garish choices at times.
I almost got my daughter a pink stocked youth rifle – thankfully she pointed out that she like woodgrain and deep bluing first.
She later got my 1983 S&W Model 10 .38SPL revolver by admiring it until I caught on. Smart kid.
I expect this blog to have similar stories any year now.