The twilight zone of consignment!
Well, let's start by what is good at Fisch for the Hip: Sweeter than sweet staff, nice selection of designers; And then, let's go on with what's wrong... terribly wrong.
I have been a customer for a couple of years at that little store in Chelsea. Although prices don't always make sense, I got lucky a few times and got really good pieces. But is it really worth having to put up with the owner?
I always thought she was beyond rude and quite "special" but I always managed to avoid her and I had no idea of the level of insanity in that store until I became a consignor myself. The policy is just plain ridiculous: as opposed as any other consignment store, you are required to call once a month in a really specific and short window of time to check on your account and request a check.
It turns out to be a nightmare: phone call after phone call, you are being told the same frustrating answer: there is nothing the manager can do, only the owner is entitled to give out information on accounts and she will call you back within the next 2 days. At least, that's the theory.
Eventually, after 5 messages, an embarrassed staff and a month wait, the infamous owner is finally on the line. And then, you wish you actually never set a foot in that store: she will be barking at you like you are some kind of debt collector harassing her and then she will go on and on with the craziest excuses (and obviously lies) not to pay you for another 3 months! And if, out of frustration, you have the nerve to ask for your stuff back you will have to deal with her rambling like a maniac on how you should leave it there until next season: Uh! No, thanks!
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