Well, there are so many other things interesting to write about, things less depressing and more refreshing. Funny stuff from soo many customers while working! A wealth of incidents to write about!
"帅哥...?" felt like sticky stuff accompanied the voice in it, calling from behind my back. Instantly, I know the accent. It is distinctly CHINA. I was the only guy in the fitting room and for sure she is calling for my attention, to get some stuff for her but I seriously contemplated turning back and answer because it felt like a trick question! If I answered, I would be thick skinned? Wouldn’t I ?
So I let it go, hearing her call me 2 more times until a soft tap on my shoulder and I came face to face with the caller. LOL every bit of her seems CHINA. The trademark one red string that many CHEENA wear over the neck is there, the horrible shoes pairing and the super ugly mini skirt that looks like home cut. I ran out of superlative words to describe miss CHINA.
If one china girl = trouble then two = fish market. They sound like suffering from constipation every time they speak, forcing their voice out, so LOUD! Mind you miss CHINAs, my fitting room isn’t sound proof and I have other *valued customers there trying on clothes as well. One friendly auntie customer came out and told me “Here like fish market, haiyo.”
In which I gladly replied “If you are talking about the noise level, I agree but there is nothing I can do about it.” lol
We shared a look of mutual consent; eyes directed at the source of the noise pollution and ended up with me rolling my eyeballs. Not all customers are bad it seems, and the friendly ones are the once I do not mind braving through cartons, climbing up shelving just to get new pieces for them.
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