by Albert » Fri Jun 03, 2016 5:04 pm
One unpleasant shopping experience I remember was in my thirties, when I was working in a cash desk of a book shop specialized in art and architecture books. As a costumer I used to be friendly and efficient with the shoppers, most of them architects from around the world. The book shop was usually full of South American people because taxes of this kind of books were more expensive in their countries and they would take advantage of coming to Europe to buy professional interesting books. As a result, some days the queue was longer than I would like. I will ever remember one of those days, when an Argentinian architect talked to me as if I was a woman, just trying to make me feel angry. I guess he was drunk or simply was rude as a reply from being fed up of waiting too much time.
One unpleasant shopping experience I remember was in my thirties, when I was working in a cash desk of a book shop specialized in art and architecture books. As a costumer I used to be friendly and efficient with the shoppers, most of them architects from around the world. The book shop was usually full of South American people because taxes of this kind of books were more expensive in their countries and they would take advantage of coming to Europe to buy professional interesting books. As a result, some days the queue was longer than I would like. I will ever remember one of those days, when an Argentinian architect talked to me as if I was a woman, just trying to make me feel angry. I guess he was drunk or simply was rude as a reply from being fed up of waiting too much time.