Get off of my back! That is exactly the way I feel when I go shopping at times and meet the sales guys/girls who stand in their uniforms. I go to this shop - just to get a tiny li'l gift - and there is this dude who is like "Madam, can I help you?" and I go "No, I just need to look around." He then looks at me as if I just offended him by calling names at his ancestors or something and keeps following me. I turn left and there he is. I take a step front and yes, there he is. Okay, just let me turn back and there he is again. Really? Did he work as an invigilator in some Engineering college here?
There are also the cheerful employees. I go to this jewellery shop (not gold - the case is entirely different there) and ask to see a couple of earrings. The shop's got like loads of boxes stacked there and this female there, she shows me two boxes and I'm like eagerly asking "Is there anything else besides these patterns?" and she gives me this expression like she swallowed phlegm or something and slams a box on my face. I cautiously look at the box, then at her and slowly rummage through the plunder. Then like Oliver Twist who asked for more, I dared to ask her if there is any other box. She looks at me with such rage and hisses "NO!" and slams the boxes back to their shelves with such speed as if any delaying further might destroy mankind. Yayyyy - shopping is fun!
The last one which never fails to impress me is the hard working bank employees, especially the government run ones. You go to a bank to withdraw cash and you forget to carry a pen (damn you handbag!) and the guy behind the counter gives you the pen, but not without a look that reads 'How-unworthy-thou-art-that-thou-does-not-carry-a-pen.' You stand in queue and finally reach the window and the dude takes his own sweet time to even look up at you - why? because he just had a rough day with his wife. I mean who cares if people put permissions in office or left babies under other peoples care or have to pay dues today or whatever. Its nothing compared to the pain that this guy who sits in his seat faces, I mean I understand that its MY money in there you F-R-E-A-K but that can wait. After all, all good things come to him who patiently wait. Sigh!
There are also the cheerful employees. I go to this jewellery shop (not gold - the case is entirely different there) and ask to see a couple of earrings. The shop's got like loads of boxes stacked there and this female there, she shows me two boxes and I'm like eagerly asking "Is there anything else besides these patterns?" and she gives me this expression like she swallowed phlegm or something and slams a box on my face. I cautiously look at the box, then at her and slowly rummage through the plunder. Then like Oliver Twist who asked for more, I dared to ask her if there is any other box. She looks at me with such rage and hisses "NO!" and slams the boxes back to their shelves with such speed as if any delaying further might destroy mankind. Yayyyy - shopping is fun!
The last one which never fails to impress me is the hard working bank employees, especially the government run ones. You go to a bank to withdraw cash and you forget to carry a pen (damn you handbag!) and the guy behind the counter gives you the pen, but not without a look that reads 'How-unworthy-thou-art-that-thou-does-not-carry-a-pen.' You stand in queue and finally reach the window and the dude takes his own sweet time to even look up at you - why? because he just had a rough day with his wife. I mean who cares if people put permissions in office or left babies under other peoples care or have to pay dues today or whatever. Its nothing compared to the pain that this guy who sits in his seat faces, I mean I understand that its MY money in there you F-R-E-A-K but that can wait. After all, all good things come to him who patiently wait. Sigh!
