OMG, The Jeans Store

I came in here today to look for denim shorts. Found some I liked but felt the price was a bit steep, hence buying one pair and not two. The good news is, they had my freakishly small size where many places do not.
The staff is attentive and helpful. They definitely make sure you won’t be neglected. Overall, I’d stick to their sales racks.

Quintessential tourist trap.
Prices seem deceptively low, but if you venture further downtown, you’ll notice a disparity in prices. Sweatshirts that cost $ 25 here, will cost $ 15-​$ 20. I guess that’s the price you pay for convenience. The ACE line is a block up street. That’s hard to beat. Trying to find a subway in the Vill or CTown can get tiring if you’re not used to the area and are too proud to ask a stranger or pull out that handy map.
Don’t be scurred…

Salesgirl asked why, if I’m such a small size, I’m wearing such a huge trench coat. Uh. Maybe because it’s fucking cold out? Then she misdiagnosed my inseam, which I SAID was a 32. «You’re not a 32.» Whatever. Give me the 30. I don’t care. I try it on. The lady at the dressing room, who actually /​was/​helpful, said, «Those are too short. Let me get you a 32.» Thanks. I had asked for jeans in the $ 30 range, seeing as how they have plenty of them. Original sales girl gets me ones in the $ 60 range. Uh no. Dressing room lady gets me ones in the $ 30 — $ 40 range. We’re getting warmer. «Do you have black?» «No.»
Here’s how you get them off your ass. «Choose» something that fits, then go browsing on your own for other stuff. They’ll leave you to your devices. Choose something quickly, so that you can get on with it. «OK, please put that at the register for me, and I’d like to browse around in case I see anything else I like.»
When I did find jeans that were in my price range, and in black (thank you for nothing, dressing room lady), the first sales girl wants to disparage my choice in jean. Listen, you dumb cunt. Your opinion got me to waste 10 minutes as it is. Nobody asked you. Shut your stupid mouth.

Okay, I wouldn’t come here on a normal day, but I was feeling bold so I took a step inside and was like OMG! (sorry had to do it)
Anyway, the jeans aren’t that great. I picked up a pair of dark straight leg Levi’s which are now my current favorite pair of jeans I own. The four stars is due to the customer service. The staff was super friendly and even helpful! Not bad. Not bad at all.

Its really hard for me to find jeans that I love (and dont have asswriting on them) so when I stopped in OMG and walked out with a sackful of denim I was incredibly happy. I was even happier about the service. A young Brooklyn chick walks up to me and asks if I need any help. I say yes and give her my jeans size. «38 by 32! All colors!» She yells across the store. A minute later she’s handing me a stack of jeans while speaking in the most hood Spanish I’ve ever heard to a guy outside the dressing room. When it was all said and done I walked out with some great jeans that didn’t break the bank.

I’m going to have to chime in about the workers in this review. Yes, at first it’s the «would you like some help?» or «what are you looking for?» — but they continuously ask you questions, even after saying you are just browsing, and I’m pretty sure the guy just kept rambling two minutes after I walked away. After being approached by two other employees in less than 5 minutes — I left, which sucks because they had really great jeans I wanted! Next time, I’ll try the iPod idea.

Not everyone can afford a closet full of designer jeans. OMG is a great spot to pick up a trusty pair of levis. I recently paid $ 19.99 for a pair of skinny levis that are in my top 5 pairs of pants that I own. Yes, i’ve created a jeans hierarchy. I wear them when I know ill probably fall down or get dirty (dog park, bike rides). I don’t feel bad about ruining them. So far so good.
BUT.I know the people work there must be on commission but its just too much. Customer service is nice… harassment is not. As soon as you walk in the door they’re right up your ass asking what style you want and what brand you’re looking for. I make it perfectly clear as soon as I walk in that I don’t need any help and that im browsing. They’ll leave you alone for a minute but once you pick up a pair of jeans there they are again «YOU WANNA TRY THOSE ON?»…:grabs you by the arm and leads you to dressing room: shopping is a hands on experience for ME not YOU. Please don’t touch me. Now when I go in i make sure the ipod is on but they still do everything in their power to «help» you.
The jeans are the only thing worth buying here… unless you want a south pole crew neck sweatshirt from 1997.

I do not care about expensive jeans. Maybe I should, as my friend says. Over the years post-​high school I have understood that having jeans that fit and fit well and having a couple pairs for slightly different occasions is indeed a good thing, just to have. I’ve actually bought a pair here just because I forgot to bring jeans to work at the bar.
The staff is surprisingly friendly; they can’t necessarily help you too much but they are eager to assist. This particular store is just a nice little one. I bought a pair of nicely fit Wrangler blue jeans, 14.99 no tax.
Its not too crowded, lots of just cheap stuff to choose from. Its your basic stuff, Levi’s mostly. I champion this store because I don’t like people who look down on 14 dollar jeans. Not taht people wouldn’t buy them, but you can find a good fit without having to Seven up and shell out 150 clams. This is the kind of store for just more normal people. Nothing wrong with not normal, nothing wrong with normal. its just that I don’t like judgements of class based on appearance, and I’ve seen it happen many times and will see it again many more.