Sunday, September 2, 2007
Righto.
i have so many things that I want to blog about but I do not have the time or the patience to properly arrange my thoughts.haha.
So i went to S**O today ( the reason for the asterisks will show itself soon). Upon entering the mother and I were lucky enough to get a parking slot almost immediately *yeay for us*
...omg.
the amount of semi-ninja people i saw there was enough to make me..well...suffocate.the building was literally filled to the brim with humans and their offspring - offspring that will NOT EVER shut the hell up and stay obediently by their parents' side.
i s.w.e.a.r.
all these kids running around playing "catching" in the area.....arrrghhhh. you dont get that in KLCC.NO YOU DONT. but in S**O i tell you.
dont know how to teach your kids then PLEASE leave them at home where they can shout and scream in peace(paradoxical much).
dont know how to control your kids then PLEASE don't give birth so much.
Gee, I dunno if it was just me or there were really damn alot of pregnant ladies in S**O.
I was looking around to see if there was a baby fair or summat. and these women are reaaaaaaally young too.*shakes head*
So anyway, there we were, mother and daughter caught in the midst of the frenzy (there was an 80%(!!) sale there on some valentino shirts (????!!)) and we were hoping to get a bag ASAP then dodge out of that place.
oh I forgot to mention the reason why we were at S**O in the first place. Mummy dearest who is very very super kiasu, heard that the Samsonite luggage bags were going really cheap there and decided to save some money. *grr* I would gladly have paid the difference.Pah.
......as I was saying...
After much deliberation and cajoling on the part of the salesman, we finally decided on our purchase... I wasn't annoyed...yet. I mean, the kids ( there were ALOT of them) were starting to get to me but I thought, well, I was a kid once too. And let them have their fun y'know?
GAH.
We were about to leave when the mother saw a couple of belts on sale.ehmahgawds. I just wanted to leave at that point cuz there was this kid..in FAKE crocs (the things are already so horrendous in the originals....and these were f.a.k.e. omg) screaming and shouting and running around.....aaaarghhh. just thinking about it makes my insides twist and turn.-.-
The sales person, a semi-ninja, was SO BLOODY INCOMPETENT I COULD JUST DIE. And I was just standing there dragging my stupid luggage bag keeping to my own thoughts mind you. Poor mother. I think she was about to hit the roof judging from the tone of her voice.
Mom: Cik, ini tali pinggang ada saiz untuk orang 32-33 punya waist ah?*say it in a cina cina accent*
Weird SN(semi ninja): *digs around the mess that was the sales counter* Ada 44...45...47...*throws boxes at mom*
*enli thinks, why cant she just give us the RIGHT size...*
Mom: Saiz mana saya boleh beli untuk waist 32-33??
Weird SN : ahhh..*picks smallest size from the stuff she threw out* ahhh...44 la boleh..saya tumbuk lubang nanti....
*enli thinks, size for belts means length rite. 44 inches...wouldnt it be abit too long for someone whos a 32 waistline?*
Mom: Ah.tumbuk lubang dulu la.
Weird SN: Bayar dulu baru tumbuk.*stoney face*
so the mom goes and pays for it and comes back to the counter for the tumbuk-ing of the lubang.
Weird SN #2: Saiz apa mahu?
Mom: untuk 33 punya waist line.
Weird SN #2: hah.saiz 33 mahu beli 44 buat apa?terlalu panjang la...
Mom: tak tahu, kawan cik yang bagi saya.
*weird SN conversation goes on with mom rolling her eyes*
...so in the end they found a size 42 (BIG DIFFERENCE) for my mom...and then comes the NEXT pissing off thing.
they couldnt find the damn measuring tape to measure the lubang.
OMG.
IT WAS RIGHT ON THE TABLE. like i pointed it out to them but by that time Weird SN had already run off with the belt and we had to wait for her to come back and finish her giggling before we could bloody leave the place.
OMGGGGGG.
i wonder how high the level of productivity is in that place.
.....
It's pretty hard not to feel like this although the country promotes er.intergration and all that sorta thing.
I do love my country....OK maybe i shouldnt generalise so much. Maybe I shouldve just taken that situation in isolation.
sigh.
Now Im at odds.
I feel bad fr generalising. but geee. customer service not known to you people ah?
gah whatever. Point is, Im not going back there again when Im sleepy and irritable. I might consider going there IF im in a super good mood where NOTHING can possibly piss me off though. AND omg. who goes to shop in a place that LOUDLY ADVERTISES that they sell rip offs? Emmer Zecna. Style. Suave. Sensuality.
HUH. at first I thought, typical la. bad spelling. BUT i passed the shop and it was of the same name. AIYOLA.give la some other name. I know you like Ermenegildo Zegna la. I also like. haiyo. but do we REALLY have to go to that extent?siiiighhh.would have taken pics but i didnt bring my cammie along.
on a lighter (and less evil) notee, I got my new camera..oh wait I already said that..haha proves how happpppyyy I am about it ey;)
the olympus FE 280
the side view...and YES i do not EVER give up an opportunity to camwhore:P
Regarding the title of my post....well.
haha.schoolgirl crush?
for me to know. and you to NEVER find out.teehee.
toodles!
