I am delighted to be hosting a guest spot for the lovely Sally Cronin in her ‘Odd Jobs and Characters’ series of wonderful stories. Sally is a thoughtful and generous fellow blogger who spends a lot of her time promoting and supporting others. Please pop over to Sally’s blog and pay her a visit.
Sally Cronin – Smorgasbord – Variety is the spice of life
My thanks to Jane for inviting me to share the ongoing saga of the quirky jobs that I have enjoyed over the years and I hope you enjoy this episode.
Odd Jobs and Characters – Fashion Department Manager and Shop Lifters by Sally Cronin
After six months of sheep farming in Dolgellau, we returned to Liverpool to live. I needed to get back into full-time employment if we were to save our deposit for our own home. David continued to go back and forth to Wales a couple of days a week, but we were now officially city dwellers.
David already had a flat that he rented, but his landlady told us that we would have to leave as it was single occupancy only. What she really meant was single-sex occupancy, as she didn’t have a problem with the two girls living together in the top flat. But she assumed no doubt that the first thing we would do is to have a baby. Anyway, we were not going to argue, although there was nothing in the lease to indicate this condition of tenancy.
We found a flat in Tuebrook, which is a suburb of Liverpool, and closer to the city centre where I was applying for jobs. At this time we were pretty broke and the flat had seen better days. The fact that the corner shop protected its assistants behind security bars, should have been an indication of what we might expect. However, we reckoned that with me working we could be out of there in a year. Our lady was Chinese and charming, collecting the rent each Friday and also emptying the electric meter that we were convinced was rigged. It ate two-shilling pieces as though they were chocolate buttons, and I was paranoid about running out of coins with us being plunged into darkness. Anyway, I always knew when she was coming up the bare uncarpeted stairs, as she had a wooden leg which was a bit of a giveaway.
I attended a couple of interviews and was offered the position of manager for an expensive women’s fashion brand, which rented space in a large department store in the city centre. I was only 27 and found myself responsible for a team that had been holding the fort for longer than I have been alive. Still, they were very welcoming and happy to show me the ropes, although one aspect of the job I had not expected, was to be the only one young enough to chase shoplifters. If you have read the story of my first job along the seafront, you will know that this was actually listed as one of my skills! Every three months we would receive the new season’s clothing range. This included skirts, tops, jackets, suits, dresses and coats that were the favourites of the shorter, middle-aged woman. They were classy, and we sold many outfits for the mothers of both bride and groom, and for the 1980s, they were quite expensive. This made them very popular with another kind of customer; the ones who were more interested in not paying anything for them.
There were a number of ways that our clothes were liberated from their hangers without detection. For example, a young mother with a child in a pushchair, would wend her way through the rails and then walk away seemingly empty-handed. Except that the child in the pushchair would somehow be now hanging over the front bars with its bum in the air. You have to be quick to grab a jacket off a hanger, fold it and tuck it under your baby or behind it. Another way to shoplift merchandise required the assistance of the escalator up to the next floor. In their wisdom, the shop fitters had placed two rails along the wall beneath the escalator to hold jackets and suits. Three young males would get on the escalator with a couple of steps between them. The middle one would duck down, like the one at the back would grab a hanger with a suit on, throwing it to him to stuff in a black bin bag; the one in front acted as a lookout. Give them their due, they were well practised at the manoeuvre; blink and you missed it.
Every morning the team and I would conduct a stocktake of the garments on the racks and shelves, and again at the end of the day. We would then compare this against incoming stock and items sold. If there was a discrepancy, we would double-check, but it usually meant we had been robbed. You only lost so many items before our head office was on your case, so we had to become smarter than the thieves, as we were sustaining quite big losses. The team would split up in the department; only one person would take payment for sold items at the cash desk, leaving as many staff on the floor as possible at all times. Women with babies in pushchairs were greeted and escorted until they left the department. Despite this increased vigilance, we were still losing more items than we should. Until one day, when I was helping a lady on with a spring coat and happened to look up to see three stooges on the escalator, helping themselves to one of the new suits. With a rapid ‘excuse me’ to my customer; leaving her in the capable hands of one of my team. I legged it over to the escalator, running up the steps behind the thieves, who were busily stuffing my expensive suit into their bin bag. I think possibly it was my colourful language that alerted them to their pursuer, and they all turned to stare down at me as they reached the top of the moving staircase. By this time I was almost upon them, and as a distraction, they threw the bag with its stolen suit at me. I caught it deftly, throwing it in turn to a member of store staff, approaching to see what the kerfuffle was about.
The lads rushed over and leapt onto the descending escalator, taking the steps two at a time. They were daft if they thought I was giving up. I shot after them and down the next escalator to the ground floor. They had to cross the expanse of the cosmetic department to make it to the outside and safety, but looking around, I couldn’t see any of the security staff to call on for assistance.
The customers who were busy shopping, looked up to see these three itinerants making their escape, pushing through the crowd, and also at an obviously irritated woman giving chase. I decided to make the best use of the audience and proceeded to announce in a loud voice that I was chasing shoplifters. The crowd began to laugh as the boys finally reached the exit, pushing through the swing doors with much blasphemy and red faces. What was quite interesting, was with my announcement, several other customers made for the exits hastily! I turned to find three store detectives standing behind me; arms crossed and disapproving looks on their faces. Apparently they wouldn’t apprehend groups of thieves, as they were usually armed with knives. My adrenaline was still up and I gave them a piece of my mind; after all, it was not their jobs on the line when the stock went missing. I approached the escalator to head up to the first floor and my department, only to find the general manager of the store at the top, waiting for me; also with his arms crossed. Anyway, I of course was told off, mainly because of fears for my safety, but also for telling the customers we had a shoplifting problem. However, I did get the fixture changed next to the escalator by getting rid of the top rail, and the word must have got around about the madwoman, as thefts from our department dropped dramatically.
Thank you again, Jane, for sharing this with your readers, I am very grateful.
All the previous posts in the series can be found in this directory with links to my host’s blog Sally Cronin – Odd Jobs and Characters
About Sally Cronin:
My name is Sally Cronin and after working in a number of industries for over 25 years, I decided that I wanted to pursue a completely different career, one that I had always been fascinated with. I began studying Nutrition and the human body twenty years ago and I opened my first diet advisory centre in Ireland in 1998. Over the last 18 years, I have practised in Ireland and the UK as well as written columns, articles and radio programmes on health and nutrition.
I published my first book with a Canadian self-publisher in the late 90s and since then have republished that book and released ten others as part of our own self-publishing company. Apart from health I also enjoy writing fiction in the form of novels and short stories.
My latest book – What’s in a Name? – Volume Two.
Our legacy is not always about money or fame, but rather in the way that people remember our name after we have gone. In these sixteen short stories, we discover the reasons why special men and women will stay in the hearts and minds of those who have met them. Romance, revenge and sacrifice all play their part in the lives of these characters. Kenneth watches the love of his life dance on New Year’s Eve while Lily plants very special flowers every spring for her father. Martha helps out a work colleague as Norman steps back out into the world to make a difference. Owen brings light into a house and Patrick risks his life in the skies over Britain and holds back from telling a beautiful redhead that he loves her.
My other books:
All books are available Amazon author page: Sally Cronin – Amazon
You can connect to Sally
Blog: Sally Cronin – Smorgasbord Invitation Blog
Twitter: Sally Cronin – Twitter
Facebook: Sally Cronin – Facebook
Reblogged this on Smorgasbord – Variety is the spice of life and commented:
I am the guest of Jane Sturgeon today with more of my escapades in jobs I have encountered.. This time a department store in Liverpool where I had some unexpected exercise giving chase to shoplifters.
Thank you so much Jane.. I am very grateful for your invitation to post here and I love what you have done with it.. hugs ♥
It’s my pleasure Sally and it’s lovely to be connected like this. Sending you all loving thoughts over there today. <3 Xxx
Sally, you were a true credit to your profession! I can only imagine the conversations in the pubs, telling of the woman with super human powers who could leap tall clothing racks in a singe bound! Fine job, girl.
Isn’t she wonderful Annette and thank you for the follow. X
You are most welcome and happy to have you following my blog as well and thank you for the Facebook page like too! <3
<3 this Global blogging village we all share is special <3
Thanks Annette.. me thinks the chat was less than flattering but having had the experience with the rams.. a few oiks were not going to bother me.. hugs xxxx
Reblogged this on Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog and commented:
One of my favourite stories from Sally ????????
Great to hear from you Chris. 🙂
Great to touch base with you again, Jane ????????
Thank you Chris.. a little public humiliation is often better than an ASBO.. hugs xxx
Agreed, Sally – LOL <3
Great post, Sally. I can picture the scene so vividly!
Hi Mary, I’m answering for Sally as there is a strong storm hitting Ireland right now. You can just picture Sally moving like greased lightening in that store can’t you? Hugs for you. X
Good to hear Mary.. It certainly is a highlight for me…. hope you didn’t get hit too hard with Ophelia.. hugs xx
Sally I love hearing your stories about your work xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Hello Shehanne, this story is so vivid isn’t it? Hugs for you. X
Hello Jane. Indeed Sally brings the past to life every single post. Always a nice mix of humour in there too. Hugs back xxx
Thanks Shey.. I can honestly say that apart from certain jobs I did such as chambermaiding, I loved all my jobs and now I still find great fun in remembering them. hugs xxxxxx
Alwsy good to remember from that safe vantage position xxxx
Sally, I can just see you doing this! Good for you!
Hello Angie, it’s as if we are there isn’t it? Hugs for you. X
Thank you Angie… hugs ♥
I imagine the boys kept running when they hit the street. I wish I could have been there. This would have kept me in stitches.
You can picture it can’t you John? I bet they never expected someone to leg it after them. Go Sally. 🙂
I am afraid they would have got away with it today.. I would need to have a special runner.. hugs x
I know right? The image is laugh out loud funny.
You would have company John. most of the other customers were laughing their heads off and the shoplifting trio faced public humiliation.. I like to think that it might just have made them rethink their lifestyles… hugs xxx
They are probably politicians now. 😀
You are probably right John.. xxx
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Ha ha, Sally, I can just imagine you pelting off after these would-be thieves. I was a bit shocked at your description of the methods of shop lifting though. Goodness me, fancy putting yourself at risk like that when you have a baby. Lovely to meet you, Jane, and thank you for hosting Sally.
Hello Robbie, lovely to meet you too and thank you for visiting. Hugs x
Thanks Robbie.. there were plenty of tricks I am afraid and of course most people were reluctant to approach a young mum with a toddler and accuse of shoplifting.. I do appreciate that times were hard and the items went for money that no doubt fed the baby.. but still you are right it did put the baby at risk. hugs xxx
Brilliant Sally. I never realised the thinly veiled incident in Just an Odd Job Girl was based in one of Liverpool’s department stores. Wow you certainly took your life in your hands with Scouser shoplifters…it wasn’t so much a career choice but and art form!
Hello Paul, I love how Sally writes her stories. She brings us right into the moment doesn’t she? -:)
Thanks Paul and yes my time in Liverpool City centre and Tuebrook were pretty eventful.. But it was great because I got management discount for our cooker and new beds we bought when we moved into our first home.. xxx
Very entertaining. I loved it! 🙂
Great isn’t it..Sally writes so vividly. Hugs for you Ian. Xx
Thank you very much Ian.. appreciate it.
What a treat to find Sally at your blog today Jane. And Sal, you know this is one of my favorite stories. Sally Cronin F.B.I. amongst so many other talents. <3 xxxxx Hugs to both of you.
Much <3 and hugs flowing back to you lovely Debby. <3 xXx
<3 Thank you Jane. 🙂 xxxx
Thank you Debby and I laughed a little when I was writing this post and thinking that the little beggars are probably grandfathers by now.. I wonder if they tell this tale the same way!!!! hugs ♥♥
Lol Sal! <3 xx
I would love to have seen that on Candid Camera, Sally. Allen Funt would have had a blast splicing together clips of your various odd-job calamities 🙂 ♥
Lovely of you to feature Sally, Jane ♥
Great to meet you Tina and I must Google Allen Funt! Thanks for your support and follow. Hugs for you <3 Xx
Pleased to meet you as well, Jane. And you are most welcome ❤
Thanks very much Tina.. just back online, relatively unscathed but Ophelia certainly made a presence felt. I think Calamity Jane just about sums it up.. ♥
Glad you came through Ophelia unscathed, Sally ❤
Thanks Tina.. glad it was not longer… withdrawal symptoms!! hugs x
Thank-you so much for hosting Sally Cronin, Jane! I loved reading her account of working in a department store in Liverpool. I was living in Liverpool in 1980 and 1981 and her funny story brought back all sorts of memories!
Feel the <3 Clare, you are so very lovely. xXx <3
<3 <3 XxxX <3 <3
Thank you Clare.. we loved living there and such wonderful people. Glad you enjoyed. Sally
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Thank you Sally for your kindness and a great story. <3 xXx
A fabulous “Sally Adventure”. I can picture you running after the shoplifters. Thanks for another wonderful story!
Such fun to read isn’t it Jennie? Hugs x
Yes, indeed! ????
Funny that a bunch of customers took off for the exits, Sally. I love your fearlessness, but yikes, also a bit risky. Great story. Thanks Jane for hosting another one of Sally’s great stories. 🙂
It must have been like watching a collective ‘guilt’ reaction….hilarious. Lovely to hear from you D. Wallace Peach. x
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Thank you for re-blogging Sally’s funny story. Xx
Vivid imagery in this funny story!! Remind me never to make you mad! lol
Jane, thanks for hosting.
Great isn’t it, Sally takes us right there. Lovely to hear from you Micki. Xx
Thanks, Sally for this enjoyable story. Thanks, Jane for hosting Sally. 🙂 — Suzanne
Lovely to hear from you Suzanne. Xx
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Your generosity has sent loving energy my way Sally, thank you. <3
I remembered this post from Sally’s blog. How would I forget her epic battle with the shoplifters! Thanks so much, Jane!
Great story isn’t it? Lovely to hear from you Olga. Xx
Famous writers can all quote having several career choices along the way and Sally you are no exception 🙂