plastic baskets. A great basket is one that a customer wants to either buy or steal. In this case, neither applies. Plastic baskets are clumsy and not very attractive, and for guys who donât see themselves making their way to Grandmotherâs house, theyâre almost an affront to masculinity. Plain and simple, we just need a better basket.)
Quite a few malls and stores have added carts with definite kiddie clout. You get the basket on top, while your junior Dale Earnhardt gets to sit in a model racing car below.
Earlier this year I was reviewing a new prototype Spar store in a train station in Milan, Italy. Spar is a European convenience store chain, like 7-Eleven in the U.S. You find them throughout Europe and in many emerging markets that were once European colonies. I was there with the president of Spar Italy. It was a good store. All across Europe, food-shopping in commuter train stations has taken a massive turn for the better. While the food offerings at Grand Central Station in New York are impressive and very high-end, and the small farmersâ markets that have attached themselves to the BART stations in the East Bay of greaterSan Francisco are a step in the right direction, the food offerings at the Gare du Nord in Paris, Helsinkiâs Central Railway Station in Finland and almost any train station in Japan put their North American counterparts to shame. Theyâre good, affordable and generally fast. In a train station, howeverâunlike an airport, where we shop because weâre trappedâspeed is critical. As a customer, your train is coming any minute, and you need to get in and out. But from the merchantsâ standpoint, whatâs important is to build the ticket or transaction. Thus, anyone shopping without a shopping bag can only buy so much.
The president and I spent about an hour walking through the Milan Spar. As I say, I liked the place a lot. It had great vegetables, a juicing operation and a small bakery. Problem was, all of the baskets were clustered by the front door. He asked me what the store could do to increase performance. âWatch me,â I said. I grabbed three baskets and moved through the store. Each time I found someone with their arms full, I offered them a basket along with a nice smile. No one turned me down.
There are moments in this business when you see the lightbulb flick on in peopleâs minds. You can kick around simple ideas all you want, but watching one happen in real time brings it all home. Iâd seen the president smile over the course of the hour weâd spent together. But at that moment, for the first time I saw him grin.
As the science of shopping evolves, my number-one worry is that as we fall further in love with technologyâwith that sensor on the shopping card, with the software package that hooks up to a storeâs closed-circuit camerasâmerchants get duped into believing that sitting behind a desk staring into a computer screen is an acceptable replacement to getting out on the floor and taking a good look.
In a very successful bookstore near my office, a pile of shopping baskets sits in the usual erroneous placeâin a corner just inside the door. Judging by where the baskets are kept, youâd think that retailers think that shoppers enter bookstores saying to themselves, âWell, today I plan on buying four books, a box of arty greeting cards and a magazine, and so first thing I will take a basket to hold all my purchases.â But common sense tells us that people donât work that wayâmore likely somebody walks in thinking about one book, finds it, then stumbles over anotherthat looks worthwhile. In such moments the very heart of retailing lies. For many stores, add-on and impulse sales mean the difference between black ink and red.
Anyway, when our book shopper stumbles upon a second worthy volume, she then begins wishing she had a basket to make life a little easier. And if at that