david saddler

So rude I thought I was in Paris!
I’ve purchased several David Saddler shirts on previous trips to Rome so I thought I’d stop in and see what was new. I don’t know what the problem was with the help this time but the three of them made it very clear that I was a nuisance (I DID make the mistake of asking if they had my size in a particular shirt — which they didn’t).
One fellow seemed offended when I didn’t like the shirt he offered instead.
I finally found one I liked and wanted to try it on – but he wouldn’t let me. Instead he gave me a shirt of the same size to try for a fit. I didn’t like the way it fit my shoulders but he insisted that the fit «was the way it is now» — gimme a break! If I tried I could’ve ripped it by inhaling and flexing (and I’m not a bulky guy).
Then he was insulting me for not taking his advice and wasting his time.
Rather than argue I just left.
Too bad — some of my favourites are from that shop — I’ll try another one.