Much earlier in the week, we went to Expo (again) to beat the crowd for the Popular Fair as my dear had its membership card. We thought that it would be less crowded since it was a weekday and we could not really reach there in the morning due to work commitments. Little did we know that almost everyone was a Popular member and it was the first time that I actually saw that there was a queue to enter the exhibition hall and the queue can only start to move after 4 pm. As such, we decided to visit the Metro fair first to see if there were any stuffs worth buying and indeed there were.
We quickly went back to check the status of the Popular queue with our bulky items and we were astonished to find ourselves queuing outside the air-conditioned walkways. We found it even more absurd that the queue was growing continuously. Luckily, the queue moved rather fast and soon we found ourselves finally in the exhibition hall, only to see a longer winding and unmarked queue for the cashier. It appeared that Popular never learnt from its previous mistakes and half of the people there were probably stuck in one of the queues. Anyway, we went one round around the stationery section before abandoning our thoughts of buying something from the fair that day.
We returned to the battleground early on Saturday and we were glad that our decision was sound as the number of people there were indeed much lesser. That made shopping a more pleasurable activity. Anyway, we more or less knew what we wanted, thus we merely took the stuffs that we eyed previously and did a casual stroll around the sale exhibits to see if there were any stuffs which we left out. The queuing process was smooth and quick and we went back home to deposit our gains.
The cashier queue was rather short but we had an experience with an inexperienced temp staff which lengthened our stay there. From the shaking of her hand when she tore the receipt (the first and the many to come) from the receipt dispensing machine, it was evident that she was new, and it got worse after she made the first mistake of keying in the wrong final amount for the credit card machine. She got my dear to sign the refund receipt before repeating the purchasing process. That would have been alright if I had not went to check the items with the new receipts, which led to a discrepancy in the final amount. Thus, we went back and this time her supervisor was like helping out with our request. The poor cashier was like standing there watching her supervisor handling the matter, probably thinking of the repercussions to come.
My dear was like saying that I was like kicking a big fuss over a few dollars, which may affect the working progression of the girl, but to me, I just thought that I should not be paying for others' mistake. However, on hindsight, something which I did not do and I felt strongly afterwards that I should do was actually to give assurance to the poor girl that things like this are part and parcel of a cashier's life and that she should not broad too long over them. Probably such an assurance could make her unlucky day better.
Later, we went out again, shopping for the toiletries needed for cleaning Ruo Ran. And where else but the usual cheap toiletries shop at People's Park in the form of Swanston. I guess I'm just used to going there, even though the same products may be sold at similarly low prices back in my area. Another draw factor was its large variety of products and huge volume of shelf space. After which, we walked around Chinatown to see if we could get more baby stuffs before proceeding down to Balestier.
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The items from Popular Fair |
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The items from Metro Sale and Popular Fair |
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The toiletries from Swanston |