"Hello hello, excuse me excuse me!" Her left hand waved a few time in the air, beckoning me over. A piece of cardigan was draped over her hand, the price tag hanging loose.
I took my time walking there, refusing to submit totally to her waving! Her eyes shifted to her companion and then to the cardigan and then lastly, to me. In my mind, I have bookmarked several questions that might be expected, sure enough she was asking the most dreaded of all.
"This one got how many colour ah?"
I felt like replying "Do I look like a computer to you?" but then after a forced smile, I had to politely replied as I am expected," Wait ah I check the computer for you." Seems like by answering that I immediately put myself out of favor, her impatient rather evident, lips curled sideway, displaying her displeasure to my inability to remember all the colours available.
There are only so many colour available in ONE season change, if you have half a brain, just by browsing the store with a quick sweep even by closing one eye, you should already know the colours available! I don't mind checking colours or sizes for my ahem *valued customers* but then don't give me that look, as if its my fault not knowing them!.
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