Causing Havoc at Akira
Anyone ever shopped at Akira? Please say yes. This store has some great finds (if you don’t mind leaving behind a voucher for your firstborn). They have clothing for men and women plus shoes. I recently visited an Akira store and caused a bit of havoc there. On accident, of course.
The fiancé and I were on our way to a new gig of his (more about that later) and he happened to park right outside of the Akira store. He was running late, so I told him I’d put the money on the meter and he should just go on. After walking down the street to find the pay box, I got a good chance to see all the wonderful-ness on display in the store. I thought I’d hop in to see what they had to offer.
They had some great pieces that were priced way higher than what I wanted to pay. But then a great bag caught my eye. I picked it up and decided it would make a great gift for my MOH for my wedding. I was browsing for other bags in case a better one caught my eye when this amazing white dress caught my eye. It looked very bridal, like just the thing to wear at my pre-wedding dinner the day before my wedding.
I headed to a fitting room to try it on. It worked pretty well, so I decided to buy both the dress and the bag. They’re ringing me up no problems, and then suddenly– problem.
They can’t get the sensor off the dress. The sensor was stuck in the sensor machine and wouldn’t come out. More and more employees from the store came over to help. That’s when it occurred to me there were like 10 employees on shift in this store that only had 2.5 patrons. And it took 6 employees to free the dress.
I offered for them to just cut it free. After all, I’m only 5’0″. I’m going to have to shorten the dress by at least 6 inches. They didn’t like the idea of cutting my dress, so the manager decided to turn off the machine. But he couldn’t reach the off button without pulling out a piece of the counter. So he reached under the counter and his hand emerged with a piece of wood from the counter in it.
But it turned the machine off and they were able to free my dress of the sensor. They rang me up and I left the store. I headed down the street to the fiancé’s gig. He is playing with a group that will be hosting a jam session for the next several weeks. When I arrived, I found out he had the wrong start date. Or rather, they told him the wrong start date.
It starts next Monday. So, I will be there next Monday, likely dressed in a Halloween costume, cheering him on. Since we were there, we decided to have a drink and hang out. The bar was called Lokal. It’s a lovely place with great ambiance. And the best thing is they have brunch on the weekends. Do you know what that means? Do you?
It means… drumroll please… bottomless mimosas and bloody marys!!! So the fiancé and I checked with some our favorite couples and invited them for brunch this Sunday. I will gladly report back with how yummy it was!
Not bad for one evening, breaking counters and amusing bored employees, plus finding a fabulous place for brunch.