The department manager was a Sears diehard (an enthusiast, not a battery!) who, upon my posting to her department, made it her mission to transform Sears Employee No. 1455 into a sales phenom.
What she failed to recognize in assessing 1455's capabilities was that he lacked certain basic sales competencies, such as: ability to problem solve (how does one solve a problem that one simply can't see?); ability to persuade (1455 couldn't persuade a duck to jump into a pond, even if its tail feathers were on fire); and, ability to "upsell" customers to more expensive items (1455 rang up sales that customers handed him, never suggesting "want some tea to go with that crumpet?").
The most important spot in the Jewelry Department was the Diamond Counter. That counter was patrolled by two full-time male employees in their 40s who were on commission. Those "lifers" didn't appreciate a salaried part-timer short-circuiting their lucrative commissions. At the diamond counter, they felt I should stand back and let them have at it.
"Don't let those guys intimidate you," the manager urged one evening. "If you have a customer who wants to buy an expensive diamond, sell it! So what if a full-timer doesn't get the commission? The transaction will look good in your sales totals."
Because I was a full-time student, I worked evenings and weekends. Whenever I accompanied a customer to the diamond counter to view our selection, it was certain that one of the full-timers would lurk in the vicinity, ready to pounce like a cheetah on a feckless wildebeest.
The guys ended up not liking me much because I fended off their efforts to poach my diamond customers. Heck, I had a daily quota to make, and one diamond was enough to put me in the black for a week. I wanted to keep my job because, frankly, I'd gotten used to eating.