Who do you think you are?!

All decked out in designer clothes and accessories does not mean you can call people stupid.

Polo shirt, Christian Dior tote, Chanel shades, Nine West wedges and a lot of Blings.

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Cashier: Oh, you have to get 3 to be entitled for that price. Three of the same. Tak boleh campur.
Man: (looks to B*tch) Eh, she said cannot mix.

B*tch: (from the back of the line) 3 for 5. You tell the woman, its in the mag! Ask her to refer to the mag!
Man: 3 for 5? Buy 3 free 2? (she meant RM 5).
B*tch: NONO. 3 for 5 bucks! Not buy 3 free two. *grumbles*
Man: She said no. I don't know. You come talk to her.

*Meanwhile, the queue gets longer. I was right behind them. Morons.

(B*tch pushed and squeezed her way through.)
B*tch: It's inside the mag. You get a copy of that, I'll show you.
Cashier: You tunggu sekejap, I'll check this out.

B*tch: It's in mag. She can just check it.
Man: Are you sure you got the right one?
B*tch: Check this. Look, wet wipes and dry. 3 wets, so its RM5. Why can't these people be more efficient?
Me: (rolls eyes) - And I made sure B*tch saw me. C'mon, you're holding everyone up!

Cashier: Ok, you can get this for RM5 and get 20% discount. But you cannot mix.
B*tch: No, I didn't mix, you see, 3 wets and 2 drys, AM I RIGHT?

(turns to Man and said "Stupid-larh these people, can't just work things out properly)

Cashier: Ok, that will be RM 4.50.
B*tch: (snapped) Isn't it RM 3.90?
Me: ROLLED eyes~

Cashier gota explain how the discount work.
Meanwhile Man tried to catch a glimpse of the line behind him from the corner of his eyes. Perhaps he was embarassed by his woman's bickering.

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This woman seemed to have memorized the entire Guardian mag. Well, you can't expect the person manning the cash register to have as much time as you've got to go through every item and draw out a plan to maximize your ringgits!

And having worked nonstop since Guardian opened its doors in the morning, you could at least be more polite. Moron~