UNIQLO a definite NO GO!

Some time ago I heard from my sister that Uniqlo has a policy about taking off one's shoes when trying on clothing. 

1) toe jam

2) plantar warts

3) any other germs / bacteria

Needless to say as a plantar wart survivor I refuse to take any more chances in the event I have to suffer thru craters burnt out of my feet and limping about in pain all over again.

So I told myself I wouldn't ever shop there.

However, also thanks to my sister, I've become the proud owner of a great brown jacket - right size, comfy, great for work.

Unfortunately for me, I didn't have any bottoms to wear it with.

Fortunately for me, the pasar malam downstairs was a great place for securing a printed brown skirt that would go great with it.

Unfortunately for me, I didn't have any beige/cream tops that would match the floral skirt.

So upon consulting with my guru of baju (read: nya Lisa) I decided to give UNIQLO a go. I figured I wouldn't USE the fitting room. I'd just identify a suitable tee / tank and get the heck out of there.

Right? Wrong. I step in there with mum in tow and asked salesperson #1 where I could find some women's fitted tees. 

"Wait ah, I check."

I'm puzzled. Er, don't you work here? Ok, maybe it's her first day on the job. 

"Ma'am, you mean slim cut tees?"

Hmm, I suppose that could be what it's called in this store. "Yes," I say. 

"Follow me."

Little did I know that she meant "follow me while I meander around this outlet because even tho I now know what you are looking for, I still have no idea where to get any. How about I try asking this other salesperson (aka #2)..."

He points at yonder shelf - wait, aren't those jeans? So we head over there and there's not a tee to be seen. 

"Hey, Salesperson #3, yes you, do we have any slim cut tees?" 

"Yah, there." (He points at a corner we had just gone round.)

More meandering follows. We finally get there. The tour guide hightails it outta there.

Oh. They're turtlenecks. I turn to salesperson #4. 

"Excuse me, where are your crew neck tee shirts?" 

Blur look follows.

I try again: "Round neck ?"

"ohhh, here" - points to turtleneck I'm holding. 

Now *I'm* confused. "No no," I say, gesturing to my own neck to try and charade it out to her "round neck, not high neck"

Another blur look. She proceeds to point behind me. 

I turn and see round-neck heat-lock-in long-sleeved supposed-to-be-long-johns-es. Sigh.

I look and mum and roll my eyeballs. We both head out the door.

Conclusion ->

1) too many salespersons with no idea what they're selling

2) no one knows what a crew-neck tee shirt is

3) they don't have any