Thursday, March 4
I might hate you...
...if you work in U2/Giordanos/Bossini/Hang Ten or any of the cheap boutiques we commonly see in shoppin malls...
The fact of the matter is, it's just wrong for people to be that cheerful...it's a brand of cheerfulness that is usually accompanied by a cross-dressing serial killer alter ego, and I'm threatened by that...sometimes...all a man wants to do is window shop with a fuckin frown...I don't need your freaky enthusiasm and sunny, "Welcome to *insert name of cheap boutique here*! HI!" I've been here enough times to know that you're a menace to society, lady....and let's not even get started on the men who greet you with a giant megawatt smile...gay i am not...
Some people may wonder why I go to *insert distressin cheap boutique here* in the first place if their employees make me want to drown kittens in lava...these people are probably not aware that *insert cheap boutique with killer designs* provides the kinda of uniform look that most Singaporeans love to proudly show...gag me please...i dont need another 'tee shirt and jeans' attire....so it's obvious that there is no way around dealing with these people.
They also have the distressing tendency to halt business as usual and chat amongst themselves at random intervals.... displayin their very entertainin form of English which makes my head hurts...once i was even privy to some Ah-Lians burstin into song when some stupid ching-chong song came on the radio...banging their paddles on the counter to provide a uniquely painful percussional accompaniment...
Service in Singapore...geezz..
...if you work in U2/Giordanos/Bossini/Hang Ten or any of the cheap boutiques we commonly see in shoppin malls...
The fact of the matter is, it's just wrong for people to be that cheerful...it's a brand of cheerfulness that is usually accompanied by a cross-dressing serial killer alter ego, and I'm threatened by that...sometimes...all a man wants to do is window shop with a fuckin frown...I don't need your freaky enthusiasm and sunny, "Welcome to *insert name of cheap boutique here*! HI!" I've been here enough times to know that you're a menace to society, lady....and let's not even get started on the men who greet you with a giant megawatt smile...gay i am not...
Some people may wonder why I go to *insert distressin cheap boutique here* in the first place if their employees make me want to drown kittens in lava...these people are probably not aware that *insert cheap boutique with killer designs* provides the kinda of uniform look that most Singaporeans love to proudly show...gag me please...i dont need another 'tee shirt and jeans' attire....so it's obvious that there is no way around dealing with these people.
They also have the distressing tendency to halt business as usual and chat amongst themselves at random intervals.... displayin their very entertainin form of English which makes my head hurts...once i was even privy to some Ah-Lians burstin into song when some stupid ching-chong song came on the radio...banging their paddles on the counter to provide a uniquely painful percussional accompaniment...
Service in Singapore...geezz..
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