17 January 2008

Say it, say it!

Due to post-traumatic Dumped Again But I Won't Admit It Ever syndrome, my pal took me to surplus jacket, vaginal inhaler and sunglasses shopping. The first two breezed past us--it's the third one that struck my last nerve.

.99. There's an extra, dumbass--it seemed to yell at my face. .99. You blind? We were so ashamed of ourselves for missing it after more than 10 minutes of trying every eyewear on display. .99. Effing. Point. 99.

I feel so sorry for the one-peso coin. It's like it's too much to be used in trade. At the same time it seems unwanted because, apparently, 99 cents will do just fine. And when you do add it to your payment, it kinda takes the blame when you don't get your .01-cent change. (Since why would anyone BOTHER to scrape for a stupid 0.01 amount, anyway?) The piso gets stuck in between... and all it can do is just to hope broken-hearted spenders go blind and forget about the .99 altogether... until the saleslady with the overdone cheeks remind the supposedly smart consumer...

There's a blasted extra after the first dot. In a 3-point font size. What, they take extreme pleasure in playing with people's eyesights? Or is this a lame excuse to rebel against the biblical, "the customer is always right"? I'm confused... and so damn cute.
QWERTY-ed by Paoper at 17:38 |  
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