Jones Bootmaker

A rough approximation of my checkout process here:
Me: I’ll take these shoe trees then, please.
Salesman: That’s fine, then. Would you like any other accessories? Perhaps this nice instant polish kit?
Me: No thanks, just the shoe trees.
Salesman: How about some leather conditioner? Or this instant wax with foam applicator?
Me: No thanks, I have wax and a wax brush already. But are those polishing cloths?
Salesman: These? They are for dusting shoes off, but you can use them to polish with. If you want to polish, we also sell shoe brushes.
Me: How much is the cloth?
Salesman: I’ll just check on that for you, sir. It’s £2.75, sir.
Me: I’ll take that as well.
Salesman: So you would like a dusting cloth?
Me: Yes, and the shoe trees. Thanks.
Salesman: Alright then.
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I’m grateful to — after weeks and weeks of popping into little local shoe repairs — finally find a place that sells shoe trees and polishing essentials.
I’m somewhat loath to step foot inside here again, as I’ve never encountered such pushy sales in London before. Or really… anywhere outside of street hustlers in India.
Tone it down, dude. I’m going to buy what I’m going to buy. I’m way the hell too Chinese to crumble under your high-​pressure tactics. Sheesh!