Just flip through papers nowadays and you see all the emphasis on good customer service. The papers claimed Singapore's a cosmopolitan city which has world class service standards. Today's shopping trip tells me its all lies. Its a fucking propaganda by the Government AGAIN.

Browsed through the Levi's store @parkway & the salesman snubbed my dad. He must be thinking uncles don't deserve to carry the brand. Miserable white ass. If he's so fucking rich, he wont be standing in the shop working as a saleman. The store's only lucky that a humbler person serves us well. Felt like digging that white ass's eyes. That bloody irritating eyes.

No doubt my mom's asshole attitude contributes to the white ass's lousy service. She likes to put us in spots unwittingly. She talks etra loud while criticising everything about the clothes you're trying to the way the store arrange their stock. She ha sthis irritating habit of picking up clothes from the neat folded piles ignoring the similar designs hanging right in front of her. I'll appreciate evry much if she at least make the effort to replace the stock nicely. But no! She leaves everything ina crumbled heap after she's done with inspecting it. What sort of a salesperson likes her?

STILL! It's basic courtsey to keep up a smiling appearance in front of your customers no matter how frustrating it is for you. Its not the first encounter of such crap service. Learn some wrold class service from Japan my dears. Singapore service sector sucks!

Moved on for dinner @Siam kitchen. Talk about over-eager waiters. I like eating my meal with nobody looking at me. Its quite embarrassing for me. It may prove to be amusing for some. The manner I eat is quite horrendous at times. Esp when its chicken wings/crabs/ribs/prawns etc etc. The most embarrassing eating moments shall have to be shelved for a later release on my blog.

All through the meal, the waiter stood by the side. Refilling my glass of lemon tea after I take BARELY a sip. Damn shit. I couldn't care less if he's those ugly bulldog type. But of course a big strong handsome had to absolutely witness my ugly manner of consuming chicken wings!

Initially I tried acting dainty. Like those silly girls who place napkins on their laps and eats everything with fork and spoon. Even when the chicken wings arrived, I maintained my perfect profile. I pierced one wing with my fork and proceeded to bite off the surrounding meat. Then the meat refused to let me go! The shred of meat lodged itself permanently in between my teeth. That stupid guy had to ask me of all times if I wanted a second serving of anything! & I had to shake my head with the wing flagging from my mouth. ARGH!!!!

Where is justice? why ask me then of all times? After then, I've decided I need not pretend anymore. The saying of men should love you for who you are! Yea! So I tore off the wing from my lips and moved on with life. He didn't stand beside me anymore. ARGH!!! To hell with all the sayings! ARGH!!!! I hate school & all the stupid theories they teach!!

Next time I'm going out for meals, I'm bringing my own scissors along.