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| - In a word? RUDE. The short hispanic male Jorge (George?) there is exactly that. The ladies are quite nice but Jorge, who clearly fancies himself a manager of sorts, is incredibly rude. We just left there 5 minutes ago and we were in and out in 2 minutes.
We walked in, happy and looking to price out a formal-ish outfit for my hubby for my office Christmas party in Dec. I told Jorge this. The SECOND I said what we needed, and the date, and that we needed him measured (but that we weren't ready to buy tonight) Jorge looked at me, without us looking at a single item and declared, "$500 bucks!" I said, "you're joking right? For pants, shirt, tie, vest and shoes? $500?!" Jorge, feeling every ounce of "You aren't spending $ tonight so Im not about to help you!" he could muster, looked at me and smugly said, "Yep!"
Not one word about "let me help you find just the right pieces to meet your needs" or anything even close to that.
It was totally the Big and Tall male version of the Rodeo Drive Dress Shop scene in Pretty Woman.
Guess what Jorge. I have an amazing job with an amazing company, and I make more than enough to buy your $500 worth of indonesian fake fashion, but you'll never see us again. You saw us in our jeans and tshirts and judged us on that. You were incredibly rude and just plain unpleasant. We will NEVER set foot in that store again. No wonder your store parking lot is always empty. I can promise you my car will never be parked there again.
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