#172 ~ Customers Served
I hate being a customer. Mostly because I don't have a lot of money to be one so often. Or maybe I'm not often a customer because I don't have a lot of money. I dunno, really, causality eludes me.
I experience some conflict of principle, however, when I am faced with things that I badly want to buy. Like books. Not necessarily for the love of reading, but maybe just for that heady feeling of having something new. I have enough books to keep me reading for at least 2 or 3 years, to be honest, but you know...
There's nothing like spending paper.
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Virgin Stores, Tahlia. Summer went to buy stuff for her baba's birthday.
Maybe it's because I've lived here for so long and I'm so used to what customer service is like in Jeddah (which is really nothing to brag about) that I sometimes forget what it's like to interact and communicate with salespeople outside the country. What's it like? Do the good salespeople in your city chit-chat with you? Do they know what you need? Do they understand you when you speak? Are they friendly, helpful, efficient, without being too forward, flirty or overbearing? What is good customer service like? Tell me, tell me.
Maybe if your answer is "I dunno, I've never given it much thought", then it means you always get good customer service? Coz don't we usually just remember bad ones?
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Anyway, after we were done at Virgin, (and no, I didn't buy anything because thank GOD Summer was there to physically stop me), I wanted something sweet. And okay, maybe I also wanted to STILL SPEND MONEY. We didn't have much choice because shops were closing for salah, so I we decided we would try this cafe.
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I could only take pictures behind the glass.
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Et voila!
When you need or want something so bad and by some stroke of luck, you actually get it at that exact moment? That awesome feeling you get? It's called Nutella.






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