I used to enjoy shopping at Victoria Secret back in the early 2000's. Those workers were from a different generation than the generation that works there now. I was familiar with all the sales associates and the manager back then. Some of us were almost flirtatious with each other (especially the old manager lady). Now days, I only know one lady well. Her name is Victoria (she isn't the owner of the company, just a young sales associate that wears skimpy blouses that show off her bra, as if she is trying to drum up sales.
Things at VS seemed more relaxed in Florida before some rotten man flashed himself to a sales associate when he called her to a changing booth. Now days, all the sales associates have earbuds attached to walkie-talkies on them (or if they don't, they will when they see a crossdresser walk into their store, just because of that one pervert years ago). I have actually heard a sales associate look up at me and say to her ear bud Mic "Yes, I see him coming my way". But, in the back of my mind, I think the main reason for them wearing walkie-talkies is just for communicating about general business topics and has nothing to do with what some jerk did years ago.
Years ago, one sales associate did something that I would not have done if I was a woman sales associate. She stepped fully into my change cubical and shut the door behind her to measure me for a bra. She had me put one hand one one wall and another hand on another wall while before she wrapped a clothe tape measure around my torso and took some measurements. She then told me what my band size was and etc. She then went and fetch a couple of different bras for me and handed them to me over the door (changing booths were designed a little bit different back then).
She helped me with other questions throughout the time I was in the store. I got a little too close to the front entrance sensors when I took an item off a rack and it sat off an alarm. One customer snickered and said something like "The dude must be gay". Actually, from what I understand, most crossdressers aren't gay. They just feel more comfortable in women's clothes than they do their own. I think I bought over $200 worth of items that day on my VS card (which I don't have anymore, because I refuse to buy their expensive stuff anymore, let alone pay interest on it too).
One time, my favorite manager, the older lady that looked like a librarian and sometimes looked over the top of her glasses at people, helped tighten up a corsets for me. She propped the change booth door open with one of her feet as she did it. It was such a sexy experience to have that older but sexy lady tighten and tie a corset on me.
Another time, that same manager knew that I had tried on a new garter belt that had some criss-cross wraps behind it that none of them could figure out what they were for or how the designer thought a woman was supposed to go the the bathroom without cropping on the straps. Lol She asked me what I thought about the new design of a garter belt (while she had a sheepish grin on her face). We both broke out in laughter after I told her that it was an interesting experience to say the least. I said "I thought one of the advantages to wearing a garter belt was that a woman wouldn't have to lower her garter belt and stockings, but this defeats the purpose". Lol She smiled and told me that she hasn't tried one on yet. I then asked the old single lady what her favorite lingerie was when she wanted to be romantic. She even led me to show me some of her favorite items for that sort thing. Dang! I should have asked her out! Lol
There was a pretty blonde soccer mom type of woman sales associate that worked there. She came up next to me as I was trying to select some hosiery. She asked me if I knew how to select the propper size. I acted dumb on purpose, just so she would help me. She picked up a package and turned it around and said while tapping her long beautiful painted fingernails on the chart there on. "You look down a column to find your height and then you move your finger along that row until you find your weight. You will then notice that your finger is within a certain shaded area that has a size letter attached to it. You buy the package that has the matching size letter attached to it (or something like that). In the mean time, I am admiring her delicate fingers and those beautiful colored nails sliding along and tapping on the package.
One young Latino sales associate recommended a teddy for my girlfriend (whom wasn't around and didn't exist). She said "do you know what I like about it the most? I like the snap crotch" and then she looked up at me and grinned. Lol