||[Jun. 9th, 2016|01:10 pm]
SORRY, dearie, you cannot use your mommy's card. Why is that, when everywhere else lets you do it, you ask? Because it's not YOUR CARD. Owner of the card has to present. I don't care if the teen dress shop will take it, I'm not going to. Oh, so you have your own card? Cool. Mommy will pay you back for it, I'm sure. Of course all the other places probably ran it through as a debit so you had to enter a pin number. We don't do that here, they want to charge us more for debit so thus we will always run it as credit.|
And one phone call pretty much cinches why we will be closing at the end of the lease. Woman wants to know if we have adult jazz pants. I say yes and ask what size. She says she ordered child large online and when it came it was too small and she needs the pants today. SOOOO...she knew we were here and chose to buy them online, and only comes here because she needs it now. Well, BITCH, in another...five months you're gonna be shit out of luck. Have fun going into Portland in rush hour traffic! Unless things turn around we are shutting down. It's become real sad that we get excited about making $300 in a day. After ten years we should be doing well instead of just hanging in there and needing the money from sister's outside projects to keep things going. Sister added up her invoices from last year and came up with over $50k gross. In comparison the store sold $55k before taxes, and probably had to pay at least $22k to purchase the product.