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Tuesday, September 11, 2007 survival of the fittest. 2:39 AM seriously. it takes skill to maneuver your way through those tiny isles of shampoos and moisturisers and whitening products. mustafa isles are not made for indian bums. therefore, my logical conclusion, mustafa isles are not made for 2 indian bums. nor are mustafa isles made for 2 indian bums carrying laden trolleys and baskets. it's an all out war on who shoves who out of the way. playing nice is not an option. if you follow what they taught you in primary school moral education, don't. there is no such thing as courtesy, cooperation and carefulness and consideration (did anyone else sing the courtesy song other than me?) in mustafa. no one cares. quite obviously none of us paid attention in narkudimakkal. pushing and shoving are the values upheld. 'excuse me's fall on deaf ears and any yelps of protests of trolleys that 'accidentally' roll over your toes elicits a response that includes an obviously unapologetic glare. someone should come up with rules. who has the right of way? a man lazily swinging an empty yellow basket or the young girl huffing and puffing and pushing a fully laden trolley? quite obviously the former. give way, unless your willing for your trolley to spin out of control and risk falling very unglamly on the floor while watching the papaya in your trolley rise high in the air in slow motion and fall splat on your head while you attempt to clamour up among the rolling apples and shampoo bottles and fall back on the floor just so your hairclip can jab you in the butt. and mustafa employees, do less sightadichifying and move out of my way. and cashiers - would it hurt to speed up? i survived. thanks mum. 0 comments |