I can't stand it when inventory isn't priced - don't make me ask, please. And I too go insane when the seller tries to distract, chat endlessly or up-sell me ("look at this beautiful bracelet, isn't it unusual?") when I'm happily looking at something else and I don't give a rat's arse about what she thinks is beautiful or unusual!
The folks selling stuff to me at my shop do this too, and I find it equally annoying. They bring in their bag or basket of clothes or jewelry they want to part with, and I always politely suggest "why don't you look around the shop a bit while I go through this?" But no, inevitably the person says, "oh, I'd like to watch you! and see what interests you," or some such thing, then EVERY item has to have a comment or two, "now this one is really special, look at those buttons! I'd say it's a size small, wouldn't you? blah blah blah." The only time I enjoy this dialogue is if the person is older and has a genuine memory connected to their items, such as "this is the dress I wore when I met my husband in 1942," okay, yah, tell me more, that interests me. I don't want to hear a person's editorial review of something they picked up at a thrift store to flip, when they are only distracting me from my own gut reaction, thoughts, and my chance to look for condition issues and damage.
However, I have to defend the notion mentioned that it's rude for a seller to be on the phone or texting while in their booth. When I'm in my show booth, my cell is my connection to people working back home in my shop, and sometimes questions must be immediately answered. Also, many times if I'm at a show, if you see me texting, I'm punching in or phoning in a credit card order. I've been burned by letting a customer walk away without getting the cc authorization number and approval for the sale. So there are legitimate reasons to be using the cell phone. Chatting endlessly on an obvious personal call in front of customers is something else again.
Somewhere a few months ago I read a letter to the editor of an antiques journal, where a shopper was complaining about a dealer eating his lunch in front of her in his antique shop. She wrote that the smell of the gentleman's knockwurst or what-have-you was "unprofessional" and bothered her while she was shopping. She asked dealers to please not eat smelly foods in their shops or booths. I almost wrote a letter back myself but didn't. I wanted to say that the poor man, like most antique dealers, probably has little or no sales help, maybe even works from home, and most of of us need to eat lunch during the work day. If someone complained to me that my lunch smelled, I'd be happy to show them to the door, turn the CLOSED sign around, and say "okay! See you in an hour --after I eat lunch!"
I'm sure that at my shop people have been offended by my cigarette ashtray on the front porch or the lingering smell of an earlier cigarette, or maybe by a dust bunny, a spot of mildew found on a vintage shoe sole, our cat's fur here and there, or they can smell a whiff of the cat box from upstairs at times. Maybe I burned the toast this morning or cooked too much garlic last night, and the Japanese incense burning in the shop doesn't cover all those other smells. I'm very self conscious about it and sometimes people have said my shop agitates their allergies. But you know, it's my home. We sweep, we clean, vacuum, mop, dust, we smoke (not in the shop rooms, but we smoke), we have cats, we cook well and eat and live in this house. If someone is truly offended, I'd say sorry but I'd suggest they shop online where they are sure not to be troubled by the presence of another human being, or pet.
Jen