Growing up there are always stores in any town that a family or individual deals with on a regular basis, some that they get into occasionally, and some that they never get into at all.
One such store for me growing up in Easton was the London Shop. It was a men’s clothing store that was a bit more upscale than Joseph’s where we usually shopped for clothes.
Several weeks before my wedding I was walking past the London Shop and saw a tie on a display all the way in the front of a long display window that I just had to have. I went into the store and proceeded to look through all the ties in their interior display, and found one that was merely close to the pattern and color of the tie I had seen in the window. I was willing to settle for that almost tie.
A clerk approached me and asked if he could help. I explained what I had seen and that there were none in the display. The clerk replied that he couldn’t go into the window and get that one, which I certainly had not expected him to do.
Unfortuantley for the clerk, the store owner overheard the conversation and what the clerk had said and told the clerk “If the customer would like the tie in the window, go into the window and get it.”
After the clerk got all the way to the front of the window and back out, I bought a colored dress shirt to match the tie because I thought the clerk deserved a bigger sale than just an $8 tie.
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