Monthly Archives: August 2013

Shopgirl dream

I have had so many ideas for what I want to write about on this blog, but the time or energy hasn’t been quite there. I’ve been working on a rather large writing project for teen girls and there is that darn master thesis I have to somehow get done…. Yawn.
I have written all of, hmmmmm, some of my planned analysis for today? So I deserve to take a break and write something a little more fun. I think.
Over the summer, I have realized my great love for two things. L’Occitane and Bodyshop. I love them both because their products are both good and natural and my skin feels pleased when it gets shower gels and bodylotionns from either brand all over it. L’Occitane is actually especially great because someone with a brilliant mind decided that all their products need to be brailled. It’s not all parts of the products. For example, sometimes, only the boxes are brailled and not the bottles inside, but I am still excited when I can walk around a L’Occitane retailer, pick something up at random and find out what it is without having to ask anyone.
The first time I was in such a shop was in London. And I’m sure the lady working there must have thought I was crazy running around squealing “Oh my goodness, it’s Braille! I can read in here!” I really wish Bodyshop and other International brands would do the same.
I have never wanted to make a career working in a shop, but I do love the idea of working, at least part time, with something that has to do with lovely beauty products, be it selling it in a shop, or as a beautician, administering nice face and body treatments. For the latter, I’d have to train, unless I found someone who would let me have a go one or two days a week, which is the break I need from sitting all by myself writing great novels, or sweating over a wonderful live, adrenalin kicking news broadcast. I’d need an education for becoming a beautician, so that’s out, for now. Unless someone lets me try some simple treatments and I fall in love with it and retrain.
I do not need an education to sell products over the counter. I’d perhaps need to test them so that I could give the customers my very informed opinions, but as you’ve probably figured out from this post, I really wouldn’t mind doing that. I would therefore love to at least try working in a store like Bodyshop, or L’Occitane where I could even read the product names. However, it may not be that easy to do. I have yet to walk around the shops asking if they’d let me try, but I can imagine all the objections.
“You are blind, how will you know where everything is?”
“The customers make a mess sometimes, so even if you have a system, you’ll often find that things are put in different places. How will you cope with that”
“What about make-up? How would you assist with that?”
And these are all very fair objections that not even big mouthed me have answers for. How would I cope? I guess, no, I know that’s why I haven’t tried. But it’s a pity. Because apart from my love of good smelling products, working in a shop would be a great way to further develop communication and people skills, working under pressure and pick up gossip. All of which are essential for a journalist.
I wish there were some ways blind people could work in shops. And not just shops. Cafes. And to be even more demanding, not shops and cafes made easy for blind to work in by being “special” but just normal ones. Surely it could work with smaller businesses and the right mindset?
Maybe I should try work a market stall with somebody. It would give a taste of what working in a shop would be like and it would be a much smaller space to manage. Now that’s perhaps an idea.