Convincing people to buy anything is tough. From sales
pitches about fear and safety to prideful notions of about ‘sexy’ and ‘powerful’
most of it has been tried before. The successful brands understand how visual
cues and pattern recognition trigger wants and needs.
I remember shopping in a trendy part of Shanghai. The brick
road that ran between the glass storefronts was full of venders standing behind
temporary stalls. From comic books and cologne to DVDs and fried candy it was
a buffet for the senses. This wasn’t one of those markets where you argue with
the stall owner over the price of a fake North Face jacket or pick the best
looking imitation Rolex. This was a legit shopping experience although the
dodgy types were around trying to sell knockoffs to anyone who could be pulled
away.
A lot of the retail stores would look right at home in any major city’s shopping district. One
particular store had a display like a wooden book shelf full of square shelves
with t-shirts from floor to ceiling folded neatly. It covered the
entire side of wall. Much of it was too high for the clerk to reach without a
wheeled ladder, again like in a bookstore. I couldn’t look away. It was
beautiful. Every imaginable color of shirt perfectly sorted and identical in
pile size to the one on each side of it, not to mention above and below. If you
stood back, way back, it resembled a rack of those little paint swatches you
get at Lowes. It was a freaking wall of cotton t-shirts why should I care about
the display?
“Of course I’ll buy one! How about the purple one at the
top, someone get the man a ladder! Get a red one too.”
I don’t think I connected it at the time but the impressive
display was the point. Our eyes are attracted to symmetry and color. A
corporate research team probably figured out the most efficient way to bring attention to their
product (This was a chain retailer). By using recognizable shapes and colors
they tricked me into buying stuff, the essence of marketing. The t-shirt
display in Shanghai was one example of marketing on steroids, or maybe just an
updated version of a proven sales tactic. Show the goods, highlight, display,
demonstrate.
Most of us can think
of a time when something on a store shelf got our attention or a showy product feature impossible to ignore. It’s the phycology of
selling. I want to know what attracts the human eye to product, ordinary boring
stuff like cotton shirts that most people would look at unless displayed in an
attention grabbing way. This isn’t just intellectual curiosity. I’ve worked
retail for a lot of years and in many cases had to set up displays for stuff no
one seemed to want.
Two solid rules to selling, People love ‘cute’ and demonstrations bring audience.
We used to have miniature baseball bags complete with functional zippers and
garish brands splashed across the sides. The tiny wheels rolled like carry on
luggage across tile floor, I demonstrated a few times. The marketing idea being
a tiny version of the real thing is the best way to show it. Outdoor retailers do this with
tents. They were only props though. Problem is the props didn’t work like the props
should. Customers were interested in the mini bags instead of the actual ones.
Customer: “How much for the little duffles?”
Me: “Sorry they're just displays, can’t sell em”
Customer: “I just want one, the yellow one?”
Me: “Yeah, I not supposed to sell them either as a set or
individually”
Customer: “What are you going do with em after the season,
you won’t need the display?”
Me: “Don’t know…probably sell them”
Customer: sarcastically “Yeah thanks!”
Those types of conversations happened almost daily over
those stupid little bags. I don’t remember selling too many of the real ones.
People just wanted the ‘cute’ ones.
Another thing people like is demonstrations. A product you
can show is a product you can sell. We had a putty type material that
solidified when hit. You could knead the raw stuff in your hands like Play-Doh.
The putty substance company put it in rib protectors for football players and girdles for hip
and thigh protection. It was expensive but worked great and we got to
demonstrate how protective it was by slamming a helmet on our hand with nothing
but a rib shirt between the hand and the helmet. Best part was it made a huge
banging noise when we attempted to show how protect-ant the material was. Imagine the
thunk--thunk of a slamming football helmet on a counter and you’ve got it.
People stopped what they were doing and ambled over the watch the eager
salesman mash his hand under a swinging helmet. It mostly worked...mostly. A
really enthusiastic smash would still get through. Course you had to play it
off like “Pain? What pain?” and hope no one noticed the red throbbing hand. I had
plenty of training for this growing up with brothers. Any show of emotion
during an arm punching contest was a sure looser.
I learned how to smile
through the pain, tears below the surface.
Ever been to a public event or busy shopping district and
noticed kids break dancing? Watched a chef show off some new knives at a
grocery store at a makeshift kitchen between the cereal and soap isles? The
crowds gather because something out of the ordinary is happening. Some form of
entertainment is happening NOW. It’s seemingly spontaneous and demanding. No
matter how amateur or silly the show we all want to watch. We love distraction.
Best of all, distraction helps to sell when done right.
The classic example
of marketing distraction was Nike at the Olympic Games in Atlanta. Reebok owned
the rights to officially use the Olympic trademark and outfit athletes in their
gear. Nike managed to set up a giant logo (how is that legal?) outside the
athlete’s village so when cameras panned over the facilities a massive swoosh
loomed large on TV screens. They also got Michael Johnson to wear a pair of
bright gold running spikes in his winning event. They made a lot of enemies for
their “ambush” style but nobody could have pulled it off like Nike.
I guess we are all subject to distracting advertising and
bright attention grabbing displays. I try to remember it before shopping for
t-shirts.
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