Thank you for being a lousy customer

I was at working at the IT show exhibition and as usual it was busy and a lot of flames was thrown towards us from the customers.

One bloody man was asking my part-timer:" Does your ink smudge? Can you print it on plain paper to show me?"

My part-timer came to me with regards to the bloody man's stupid inquiries, and asked me if our ink was smudge proof and what if it wasn't.

From my experience, I knew that the bloody idiot wasn't sincere enough to buy our stuff and was finding trouble. Then I told my part-timer not to bother about such a customer because he is not sincere enough to buy. I don't know what my part-timer did, and he was still there looking around (I think he was looking at me.) So, I asked him if I could help him. Wanna settle him off once and for all..

"Hi sir, is there anything I can help you?" I asked, faking a million dollar smile.

"Oh, is this the way you test my sincerity?" He retorted with his bulging eyeballs.

I smiled at him.

"You are being a lousy salesperson." He started the verbal war. (who cares about what he says? He's a rubbish bin fucker.)

"Oh yes, you are a lousy customer as well." I replied him without any fear.

"What kind of attitude is that? You are not giving me good service." That fucker replied.

"Oh, I don't think I have served you yet? I just asked if you need any help!" (Damn bloody fucking bastard!)

Then that fucker said: "I want to speak to your supervisor or boss!"

"I am the (fucking) supervisor! So what can I do for you?" I said angrily.

"Oh so you mean you are the supervisor? This is how you call yourself a supervisor? Your gals are better than you!"

Listen up old man, how I call myself a supervisor is none of your son-daughter-wife fucking business. You don't have to teach me what to do, and I don't fucking care about what you say since you are a fucking lousy customer.

Then I said: "Thank you, and good bye!"

He was still not very happy and asked for my boss number, and he saw the flyer and took one of them. I said call ya call, call the number as shown in the flyer. It's ok. Who cares who the fuck he calls, my boss is not even going to entertain him since my boss is rude than me 1000XXX and he doesn't fucking speak English! Hahaha!

Sometimes we get all these lousy bloody son-daughter-wife-husband fuckers who wants to find trouble and scared of this and that, if you are so scared then throw away your damn bloody printer! Or else your printer will explode!

Most Singaporeans are born foolish, they believe whatever crap that their friends tell them and they don't trust salespeople who are sincere. They can't even fucking differentiate who is good and bad. I think one day I should try to start a chain email saying that the printer will explode if they refill the ink and see if anyone of the idiots will tell me about this.

I am sure it would be quite a handful.