If Barbie had a heart ...

Ahhhhh, the joys of "Retail"!!!!!!!!!!!!
You know ... like people abandoning their carts, both full and empty, in the middle of an isle at the back of the store. Or changing their mind on merchandise and placing the hot pink lace thong they no longer want on top of a Tuscan scene in the framed art department. And better still, setting their unfinished 7-11 bought cherry slurpee on top of a $600.00 embroidered cream colored winged back chair. But by far my favorite is when I am carrying a large piece of art or furniture and they want to stop me and ask me questions. No really, it doesn't bother me that I am holding a 70 pound chair above my head to avoid running into someone, and you want to discuss if we have any paper towel holders in blue rather than silver. Nor do I mind that you have me carry a dresser to the front of the store for you while you continue to shop, only to decide that you don't want it after all. Asking if there is someone else to help carry out the entertainment center besides the "chick in pink" is not at all sexist or unjustified. The fact that you want to pull down 7, yes 7, different throw rugs, to compare them to one another, walk on them, and then proceed to walk away, leaving them on the ground for others to trip over, roll over with their carts, and for me to pick up, yet again, does not frustrate me. The sight of you sitting down on the $250.00 rocking chair to breast feed your twins in the middle of the main isle does not give me the heebe-geebes. Allowing your children to pull the grapes off of a wreath and throw them at one another is not rude. Taking off your old, dirty, stinky socks and shoes in the Gourmet Kitchen department so that you can put on the sandals you are thinking about buying and taking them for a "test drive" and then proceed to leave the dirty shoes and damp socks on the chair of a dinning set for me to find and carry to the front of the store is not disgusting. Handing me your dirty tissue to throw away for you is far from gross. And yelling at me because the large area rug that you saw yesterday is no longer available because 5 minutes before you returned to buy it, someone else flagged me down and had me pull it for them is completely reasonable.
No, none of this is unfair, annoying, rude, frustrating, or disgusting because after all, I am just "one of those women" who works her ass off in retail, making minimum wage, and customer service with a smile is what I do. Or as one young barbie doll told her mother barbie doll ..."I don't have to put that away, that is what they are paid to do."