Went back to Melbourne for a fleeting weekend visit where I ate as much Asian food as possible and shopped as much as possible.
Not that I actually bought anything - the only thing I got was a cardigan because I was stupid enough not to pack one and was freezing when night fell.
There were things that I wanted though - went to LV and tried on a pair of ballerina flats that felt like I was walking on marshmallows. Problem was that they didn't have the color I wanted.
Was also considering buying a tv but 46 inch tv boxes don't fit into cars. The good news is...
Me: How much would it cost to deliver this to the country?
Salesperson: Which part?
Me: The little town of X.
Salesperson: X? What are you doing in X?? I'm from X.
Me: I'm a dentist and I need a good tv for entertainment.
Salesperson: I totally agree. Come here *looking around the store furtively*. Go to this store, ask for this salesperson and tell him to give you this price. And if he doesn't feel free to tell him that I send him a punch to his head. This way you save on delivery.
What are the odds?
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lucky that you asked that salesperson about it then! actually, why do you want to go to X, a small town to work instead of working in Melbourne?
ReplyDeleteWell, it's easier to get a full time job in small towns out of Melbourne. Also, you get more experience. So yeah, here I am. :)
ReplyDeleteI want that salesperson's number! He sounds awesome. :P
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