Sometimes I wonder why so people can be so fucked up. Especially in the retails line whereby I meet a lot a lot of people every day and sometimes I feel like smacking these customer with an old school radio.
Like today, I fucking met these 2 girls, who happened to be from
This is fucking 2007!!!! Theres veet and god knows wad. Even if u love yr armpit hair so much (maybe even plait it?). then dun wear a sleeveless top. Wear like a, jacket or something, if the weather is too hot, I suggest u dun even go out and scare people
I didn’t actually see those disgusting armpit hair because im taller than both of them, but my colleague Ina told me and its very disgusting.
Armpit hair on guys are still okay. Of cos
Back to those 2 women. They re both the kind that has a hi-im-from-china look. Cos people from china, u can usually tell from their facial features. Ditto Japanese/malays/Caucasian.
They wanted to buy some bottoms, and the younger one dunno her size and I had to take like M and L for her to try, 3 different designs mind you, but that’s still okay,since its my job to do so. Then they FINALLY settle for a pair of jeans. And the younger women are short (not leprechaun kinda short) and fat.
Then need to alter the length of the jeans, and in SnK customers wear the jeans and we measure it for them, so it would be more accurate.
She wore it, and I told to FUCKING STAND STRAIGHT, and she keep wanting to bend over and see. LIKE THAT VERY HARD TO MEASURE ACCURATELY LA. I told her like 78 times and she still do the same freaking action, which is bending over.
So the measuring tape reaches the floor and its 35 inches. I showed her, and she approved.
Then I told her to collect it 2 days later because our sewing machine is spoilt and she gave me a chee bye look and go “bu xing la. Wo men zhu hen yuan hen yuan hen yuan hen yuan hen yuan hen yuan” and add on “bu ke yi jin tian gai de hua wo men jiu bu mai le”
Basically she said they live very very very very very very very very very very very very very far and if we cant alter it today they are not gonna buy. So Ina told me that go I.P zone and alter lor.
I seriously dun feel like selling to her. Yeah, her $29.40 is a fucking big contribution to our daily sales (about 4000 bucks) but since they travel from china to IMM to buy a jeans, then okay la.
Okay fine, I think they live in like…. Bedok or something, thus it would be very sian for them to come all the way to collect.
After a freaking out later. They came back and tried on the newly altered jeans, and complained that it is TOO SHORT!!! I tot Ina altered wrongly and I go over and measure it. Its 35.5 inches!
Pua chee bye!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I told her the length is even longer than the one I set. And she said “cannot cannot, blab blab blab too short blab blab blab” in her crisp china accent.
I feel like fucking her (not literally, of cos, that would be gross) and since both parties agreed on the length in the first place, theres nothing much I can do.
Joanne(i think she is quite pretty) , asked them to take a new pants and we altered it for them. And asked them to collect it tomorrow. Because Ina is signing out. And they complained that they live very very very very far.
Joanne asked where, and they said
BOON LAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OH MY FUCKING HELL LA! !! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
BOON LAY LEH! FUCKING CHEEBYE THESE TWO CHEENA FUCK UGLY WOMEN WITH LONG ARMPIT HAIR.
Damn pissed off with them.
Boon lay………… got shutter bus somemore. Fuckers
Thank god ina took her own sweet time to altered it for them. Which makes them WAIT, thus good, but bad for us, cos have to tolerate their faces. Dammit.
They even have the nerve to comment that in
RIDICULOUS.
SIAO one
God I am one pissed boy.
Nothing much to blog nowadays. Except I dyed my hair light brown and highlighted ash blonde. No pictures. Cos my phone spoilt liao.
Oie, lend la!
Dun lend dun lend lor
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