Tuesday, May 3, 2005

"Animals are better behaved."

Okay,
The ordeal is finally over.
I've completed my last day of work yesterday,
And now I'm free to wander the earth aimlessly again.

I expressed my desire to leave over the weekend to the boss.
At first she asked me to reconsider,
But later she decided that there was no point,
Since I don't have the heart,
Nor the stomach for the crowd anyway.

Actually the situation was so bad,
Because there was a sale going on.
On all bottoms.

I'll explain why I bother to mention this later.

I've also finally understand,
How much fun it is,
To just let it go every once a while,
And let certain customers know,
Just exactly what you think of them.

I think this is also partially an effect of the T,
Since I didn't have any major bust-ups with anyone,
When I used to sell shoes.

Then again,
I never got the chance,
To interact with fully-fledged motherfuckers like these.

Scum of the society.
Humans that have not evolved completely,
And thus, are actually still primates minus the hair.

I've never met so many Ugly Singaporeans before.
Both metaphorically and literally.

I don't mean to be mean...
But if you have thighs that go right down to your feet,
Then maybe you shouldn't buy that short skirt afterall.

Argh.
That was damn mean.
I have nothing against fat girls.
Seriously.
I do have something against fat girls with rotten behavior,
Who act like they're damn chio.

But at least I got some fun out of it all.

Remember I mentioned that the sale was on all bottoms?
(There are signs all over the store,
So there is NO excuse for not knowing lah.)

So this bitch comes along,
And starts throwing all the clothes about.
(Which, is a surefire way to piss me off.)

"So ah, the slippers got discount or not?"

"The sale is on bottoms ONLY."

"Oh, the slippers at the bottoms lah."

I paused, took a deep breath,
And said in my most condescending tone,
(Okay I'm a jerk too.)
"Bottoms.
Mean.
Skirts.
And.
Shorts.
Only."

She stormed off, kid in tow.

Only to return 5 paces later,
And yelled at me.

"I asked only because I don't know okay!"

"YAH. That's why I'm telling you now."

She stormed off again.

That was Sunday.
It happened again on Monday.

So another ugly bitch comes along,
And starts throwing all the clothes about.
I mean, this one is so extreme,
She was like a one-woman demolition team.

So I looked at her in the eye.

She glared at me.
I glared back.

Imagine this scenario now.
We were just standing there glaring at each other,
Frozen in time,
While aunties around us,
Were still busy scrambling for the best bargains.

Then she started yelling at me.

"Why are you staring at me?
Why are you staring at me like that?
What is YOUR problem!"

"If you're not staring at me,
How do you know that I'm staring at you?"

Wow,
I've been wanting to use that line for the longest time.
Thank you bitch, for giving me the chance.

She continued yelling at me like a complete bitch,
So I asked her,
"So what do you want me to do?"

"I DEMAND an apology."

I just turned and walked off.

Naturally,
Being the mega bitch that she is,
She went yapping to my colleagues like a mad dog,
And asked to see the manager.
Too bad for her, the boss wasn't around,
So she demanded for a number to call.

Well, I think she got upset that I didn't give a damn,
So she walked up to me,
And said,
"You still owe me an apology."

I ignored her.

Was she expecting me to go down on my knees,
Begging her to give me a chance,
And not complain,
Because I have 10 dogs and 11 cats at home,
Waiting for me to bring home the bacon?

Please.

"Bye!"
I even waved my hand at her when she left.
I could almost see her frothing at the mouth already.

How much fun is that?

And for those who always complain,
About the low standard of service in Singapore,
All I can say is,
Singaporeans deserve what they get.

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