So I was wandering around aimlessly in Makati yesterday, like I was in a bad episode of Lost except I wasn’t being chased by a smoke monster or getting killed off by fellow survivors.
I had sooo much time to kill before my 2pm workday that I got to strangle one, stab one and hammer one with a Pikachu stuffed toy. I know, I know, you get it, I HAD A LOT OF TIME TO KILL. :D
And that was why I ducked inside SM’s Toy Kingdom awhile to check the Nintendo corner.
Now here’s one thing I hate about salesladies and sales guys: they are TOO helpful.
I stood with my hands in my pockets by the Nintendo DS ‘gets, admiring the extra-large touch screen (they added a few thousand to the price just for that new feature) when this sales guy came around and asked, “DS, sir?”
Yeah, I can see it’s a DS, no kidding, I thought.
Now this has happened a lot of times before but it was still annoying. Try standing next to a product at the mall, try looking interested at it long enough and seconds later some sales person would sneak up behind you to ask if you need some assistance.
YES, honey, I need you to assist me in just looking at this… (insert product here).
Imbes na maisipan mong bumili, hindi na lang kasi may mang-iistorbo. I don’t know about you pero nakakawalang-gana para sakin yung ganun.
So yesterday, it took a lot of willpower not to snap back at the sales guy, “Leave me alone, I’m just looking.”
Normally, I don’t think like that at all (I’m mostly polite, no matter what I say in my blog posts) but yesterday I was already tired and hungry and in dire need of my vitamins, plus I didn’t catch a lot of ZZZZs because I had to wake up early to go to the city hall. Unbelievable.
But (amazingly) I calmed myself, turned to the smile at the sales guy and shook my head, “Nah, it’s okay.”
And I walked away, still annoyed.
I know it’s their job to help, but seriously, can’t they just leave me to admire and yearn for that NDS (which I may be able to afford after seven months’ salary) in peace? Can’t they just let me look through its glass case and dream for the time when I’d finally get to play Pokemon Platinum and have orgasms everytime my team levels up?
But noooo, they just have to ruin it.
How crapola.
After that, I went to the department store and the same thing almost happened. I wanted to check out some professional-looking bags (because I was still using my Bench schoolbag with its cute Pokemon tag for work). I saw this sleek, black one that I thought would look good on me. I discreetly peeked at the price tag.
I thought, Okay. Pwede, medyo mura lang.
But in the corner of my eye, I saw a saleslady approaching— I was kinda expecting that already. So I casually put the bag in its shelf and moved off. The saleslady stopped in her tracks when she saw me leave, did a double-take and then headed to another direction.
A good thing I got outta there before she could pester me with, “Bag, sir?” XD
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