Tuesday, 21 December 2010

Dichotomy

When starting a new job, one would expect from a rookie humility and discretion about them but not in France, at least, not where I work. There, the attitude de rigueur certainly  is arrogance.
When I started in May, I was one among many others to be recruited. I was told every one in my department was hired at the same regime and same salary. There was thus, nothing to feel special or superior about so, when the new colleague came a few weeks later, playing all "corporate" and taking airs of  working girl, I couldn't help but smile...
That smile didn't go unnoticed and I could see she was feeling threatened and probably hurt. At first, there was retaliation which was drops in the ocean but I couldn't help noticing the willingness to hurt me back... When she realised that the challenges at hand were insignificant, she let go and eventually lost the attitude.

Two new comers this week. Again, the same attitude. Less corporate ambition but no less pretention.
The girl claims to speak English and responds with a blasting "Yes" everytime. Apparently, she's got a degree in International Trade... Yeah! there she learned to be full of commonplaces and attitude but very little language has pertained through her tiny brain that smokes heavily as soon as she tries to concentrate on something, which takes all her energy and leave her eyes empty with discouragement.
The arrogance went very quickly.

The boy is alpha male, in all its superbe substance of emptiness. He would like to create the illusion around him that he believes he's a real man but has a hard time believing it himself. His rings - and especially the one on his index finger - scream of his insecurities and his sucking his nails throughout all the informative meetings are the only moments when he let himself be: a poor little cub who's out of his cage but doesn't know what to do of all that imprisonning freedom... He needed so much to stay in that cage and be told what to do: how comfortable. The arrogance is still there but signs of weaknessed didn't remain unnoticed by the girl who is using it with great akwardness. I predict a very long and painful collaboration at work as they are to be a "binome Buyer/merchandiser"...

The one that got there before us felt like in a cocoon: she was like daddy's last little girl but it was something she was rapidly cut short believing. No one had the patience to let her continue dreaming and started ignoring her just throwing her hysteria to her face. Miss China Girl is psychotic, stingy, hysterical and has no brain to analyze all these short comings which would actually make her life even more interesting to her own eyes.
She's passionate about fashion but follows it late which is a bit of a shame when one is a fashion buyer...But like a Goldfish, her 6 seconds memory allows her to discover trends over and over again. Every time she visits the stand of her suppliers, it is a new discovery as she's already forgotten what they showcased at the previous tradeshow...
This characteristic is a bit common to my colleagues. Despite being fashion buyers, they are like Teflon for fashion trends. It only is to ask them what the major trends will be for the next season - season for which they JUST placed orders - and all you will get is a loud silence. If you are lucky, you might be indicated a trend that was already there the season before and will stick but that is it.
One of the most hilarious moments was when, after I'd listed 8 major trends - most of them beingconfirmed 8 weeks later by L'Officiel or Vogue or ELLE in their Special Collection Number by the hoard of specialists and stylists they pay to come up with - they all claim that none of THEIR suppliers featured those items.

In a funny way, these trends never appear in our shop because precisely, they omitted to pick them up...

I guess I am lucky. I love my job.
What kills me is that there are a few girls that would kill to get THEIRS! And do it with a bit of interest, spirit and passion.
But life is funny that way.

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