This week my wife Cindy was looking around for Crocs for her and our daughter. We all agree that they’re ugly, but apparently they’re really comfortable – so much so that both my girls have worn out their last pairs.
The first store she visited didn’t have any in stock. The sales clerk told her that the popularity of Crocs had dropped off so much recently, that they hadn’t even bothered re-ordering.
Then she tried another store that had only a few left but that clerk said there was a regional scarcity of them because of a recent surge in demand.
I don’t want to cast any doubt on the honesty and integrity of retail salespeople as a caste, but isn’t it curious that the person who could sell my wife Crocs was the one who told her they were selling like hotcakes; while the person who had no Crocs to sell was the one who said that no-one wanted them anyway.