Wednesday, July 01, 2009
So what if you are rich?
This post is dedicated to all those who are rich.
The definition of rich, according to www.dictionary.com, is: Having an abundance of material possessions; possessed of a large amount of property; well supplied with land, goods, or money; wealthy; opulent; affluent.
If you are wondering why this post is being addressed to the rich, read on!
My experience with Indians from India
One fine Friday evening at around 6-7pm, I was serving as usual at the cashiering station. There was a bit of crowd since it was well, a Friday evening. As usual, things always happened when there was a queue. And out of nowhere, an Indian couple suddenly appeared on my right side, saying that they wanted to make their payment. I told them that the queue is actually at the other end of the cashier, and all they did was said, "Hey, I am rushing for time, why can't I go first?". I looked at the queue at the back and turned back to once again, tell him that the queue is at the other end of the cashier. This time round, the couple were very unhappy, and to tell the truth, I was very unhappy too! So the Indian couple made some sort of face and... FINE! I let them go first...
To my astonishment, they had three huge baskets full of clothing waiting on the floor for me to scan and process. I am telling you, right at that moment, I seriously feel like whacking them on their face! So, FINE, since they are rushing for time, I just take whatever clothing I see in the basket, scanned the price tags, and throw them all into our huge plastic bags without folding them. So much for cutting the queue!
After all the scanning and packing, the bill total up to almost 500 bucks. So, guess what they did next to me? They took out a stack of SG dollars from an envelope, and... THEY THREW IT ON THE TABLE AS THOUGH I AM A BEGGAR! I SERIOUSLY HATE THAT FEELING!
And, that is not all! After giving them the change, they questioned me, "So where is my free gift since I have spent so much money today? No, no, they have told me that I am entitled for some free gift!".
Huh? How come I was not at all aware that free gifts will be given to customers who spent a lot? So, all I reply was, "Sir, maybe you can proceed to the Customer Service to check with them."... The next question the Indian couple asked was, "What Customer Service? Where is it? Bring me there!".
What? I let you cut the queue and now you are asking me to bring you to the Customer Service? OK, FINE! However, as I was about to walk to the Customer Service, they looked at me... Now what? I even have to carry their three bagfuls of clothing to the Customer Service for them! Am I their maid or what?!
I was so frustrated and angry that I almost exploded on the spot!
So, is that the end of the story? NO!
Five minutes later, they came back and showed me some 40 bucks voucher. Still, they dare tell me, "This is the free gift I am asking about."... Oh my goodness! They should have just told me the 'vouchers' and I will understand what they are trying to drive at, what 'free gift'? Tsk tsk!
No offense to all those Indians who are reading this, but I am really very frustrated and pissed off at how they behave...
Another incident was during my last week of work at my wonderful company. I was transferred to the Travel Goods Department as I was there to replace another staff who was not around. On my first day at that cashiering station, I encountered another three Indians from India. This time round, all guys. Same thing, they did not want to join the queue (I just wonder if you need to queue to pay for your items in India...). Anyway, I told the three customers that the queue is right at the other side, luckily they were more 'civilised', so they went over to join the queue.
However, when it was their turn to make payment, they were at my station again. Boo!
Lucky for me, my senior was back from lunch, so I got him to take over me. He kept asking me why, but I just told him to take over. So, they spent almost 20 minutes at the cashiering station, trying to separate up their bills to get more vouchers to pay for the remaining items. Moreover, they almost wanted to use US dollars. Oh me, oh my! If not for my senior, I think I am surely going to scream out loud at these people!
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Last but not least, I am going a bit off track by bringing in a lady whom I think is crazy, by trying to be funny!
One fine afternoon, there was not many people around (should be a Monday). Out of a sudden, there came a lady from nowhere. I thought she wanted to purchase some vouchers as she is not holding on to any items for payment, but who knows...
She asked me where is the Lifestyle Department, so I pointed my right hand to the right and told her that the Lifestyle Department is all the way towards the right. The next moment, she asked, "Where are the table runners located?"...
Err, table runners? Something that prevents the table from running? Yikes! I have no idea, I asked my partnering cashier from the Toys Department and she was not sure of 'table runners' either. So I told the lady, "Mdm, if I am not wrong, the table runners should be at the Lifestyle Department, maybe you can proceed over there to check with the staff".
Then, the lady suddenly turned crazy and said this, "You sure the table runners is at the Lifestyle Department? If it is not there, I am going to come back to scold you!", and she left with an evil look on her face.
Huh? What?! I told her politely to check with the staff at the Lifestyle Department, she cannot assume everyone to know where and what items are located in the whole 3 levels of the departmental store. Moreover, I am only a temporary staff there... I really exploded on the spot and threw whatever I am holding in my hand on the floor and walked away after the crazy lady left.
Still, I was right, even when 'table runners' is not something that prevent the table from moving, it is something that you lay across the dinning table, so rightfully, it belongs to the Lifestyle Department!
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Whatever it is, I am totally disappointed with people all around, I wondered what have caused them to behave in this way... Tsk tsk!
The definition of rich, according to www.dictionary.com, is: Having an abundance of material possessions; possessed of a large amount of property; well supplied with land, goods, or money; wealthy; opulent; affluent.
If you are wondering why this post is being addressed to the rich, read on!
My experience with Indians from India
One fine Friday evening at around 6-7pm, I was serving as usual at the cashiering station. There was a bit of crowd since it was well, a Friday evening. As usual, things always happened when there was a queue. And out of nowhere, an Indian couple suddenly appeared on my right side, saying that they wanted to make their payment. I told them that the queue is actually at the other end of the cashier, and all they did was said, "Hey, I am rushing for time, why can't I go first?". I looked at the queue at the back and turned back to once again, tell him that the queue is at the other end of the cashier. This time round, the couple were very unhappy, and to tell the truth, I was very unhappy too! So the Indian couple made some sort of face and... FINE! I let them go first...
To my astonishment, they had three huge baskets full of clothing waiting on the floor for me to scan and process. I am telling you, right at that moment, I seriously feel like whacking them on their face! So, FINE, since they are rushing for time, I just take whatever clothing I see in the basket, scanned the price tags, and throw them all into our huge plastic bags without folding them. So much for cutting the queue!
After all the scanning and packing, the bill total up to almost 500 bucks. So, guess what they did next to me? They took out a stack of SG dollars from an envelope, and... THEY THREW IT ON THE TABLE AS THOUGH I AM A BEGGAR! I SERIOUSLY HATE THAT FEELING!
And, that is not all! After giving them the change, they questioned me, "So where is my free gift since I have spent so much money today? No, no, they have told me that I am entitled for some free gift!".
Huh? How come I was not at all aware that free gifts will be given to customers who spent a lot? So, all I reply was, "Sir, maybe you can proceed to the Customer Service to check with them."... The next question the Indian couple asked was, "What Customer Service? Where is it? Bring me there!".
What? I let you cut the queue and now you are asking me to bring you to the Customer Service? OK, FINE! However, as I was about to walk to the Customer Service, they looked at me... Now what? I even have to carry their three bagfuls of clothing to the Customer Service for them! Am I their maid or what?!
I was so frustrated and angry that I almost exploded on the spot!
So, is that the end of the story? NO!
Five minutes later, they came back and showed me some 40 bucks voucher. Still, they dare tell me, "This is the free gift I am asking about."... Oh my goodness! They should have just told me the 'vouchers' and I will understand what they are trying to drive at, what 'free gift'? Tsk tsk!
No offense to all those Indians who are reading this, but I am really very frustrated and pissed off at how they behave...
Another incident was during my last week of work at my wonderful company. I was transferred to the Travel Goods Department as I was there to replace another staff who was not around. On my first day at that cashiering station, I encountered another three Indians from India. This time round, all guys. Same thing, they did not want to join the queue (I just wonder if you need to queue to pay for your items in India...). Anyway, I told the three customers that the queue is right at the other side, luckily they were more 'civilised', so they went over to join the queue.
However, when it was their turn to make payment, they were at my station again. Boo!
Lucky for me, my senior was back from lunch, so I got him to take over me. He kept asking me why, but I just told him to take over. So, they spent almost 20 minutes at the cashiering station, trying to separate up their bills to get more vouchers to pay for the remaining items. Moreover, they almost wanted to use US dollars. Oh me, oh my! If not for my senior, I think I am surely going to scream out loud at these people!
============================
Last but not least, I am going a bit off track by bringing in a lady whom I think is crazy, by trying to be funny!
One fine afternoon, there was not many people around (should be a Monday). Out of a sudden, there came a lady from nowhere. I thought she wanted to purchase some vouchers as she is not holding on to any items for payment, but who knows...
She asked me where is the Lifestyle Department, so I pointed my right hand to the right and told her that the Lifestyle Department is all the way towards the right. The next moment, she asked, "Where are the table runners located?"...
Err, table runners? Something that prevents the table from running? Yikes! I have no idea, I asked my partnering cashier from the Toys Department and she was not sure of 'table runners' either. So I told the lady, "Mdm, if I am not wrong, the table runners should be at the Lifestyle Department, maybe you can proceed over there to check with the staff".
Then, the lady suddenly turned crazy and said this, "You sure the table runners is at the Lifestyle Department? If it is not there, I am going to come back to scold you!", and she left with an evil look on her face.
Huh? What?! I told her politely to check with the staff at the Lifestyle Department, she cannot assume everyone to know where and what items are located in the whole 3 levels of the departmental store. Moreover, I am only a temporary staff there... I really exploded on the spot and threw whatever I am holding in my hand on the floor and walked away after the crazy lady left.
Still, I was right, even when 'table runners' is not something that prevent the table from moving, it is something that you lay across the dinning table, so rightfully, it belongs to the Lifestyle Department!
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Whatever it is, I am totally disappointed with people all around, I wondered what have caused them to behave in this way... Tsk tsk!