I went to look at the assortment in the evening, there were not many customers in the store. I took a couple of things and went to the nearest fitting room. He went in and bolted the door behind him. Trying on clothes
After a couple of minutes, I hear someone pulling on the door. I say, "Busy." They answer me, "Open up!". I was taken aback, I think, well, what kind of urgency is this, a fire probably. I'm opening it. In front of his face is a man about 50 years old, with yellow rotten teeth, a T-shirt stretched by a huge beer belly. It turned out to be a security guard.
He says to me: "This is a children's fitting room, there's a men's fitting room next to it, go there." At the same time, there was no sign about it, just a regular fitting room. I'm at a loss. I say, "It's free here, there don't seem to be any people." He continues: "What if some 15-year-old girl or boy comes in here and you're standing here naked?" (When I opened it to him, I was dressed). I answer: "How can they come to me if I'm locked from the inside?". Apparently, a person has nothing to do at work, he gets to the buyers
A large store with a large selection of clothes. The store is always clean and tidy. The consultants are virtuous and friendly. They will always help if you turn to them for help