new kid on the block
Went grocery shopping at the nearby open market this morning; took me approximately 15 minutes to walk there from dorm. Open markets are indeed the paragon of advanced human society in which people interact with one another sharing a collective mentality that basically everyone needs to engage in trade--to buy, to sell and to con. How many times have I tumbled down in the world of commerce? Honestly, not much I'd say. When there's the opportunity I bargain, but I rarely insist. Most often I just can't be bothered to waste time on coins--but that's not the golden rule according to a successful businessperson's handbook--sometimes you've got to be calculating. HY, on the contrary, once troubled himself to e-mail a company which had conned his one pound. I remembered during the lovely undergrad years when in charge of organising two department drama events, and because with ruptured ambitions on one hand, and too little cash on the other, we begged for sponsorship like fury. Trust me, if you cannot tolerate cheap quality posters, you can ask for a lot. Anyways, speaking about this new neighbourhood market of mine, there's this slightly chubby vendor who sells cheap and nice veggies, plus a dainty cheese stall just a few steps away. Moi shall pay visit to them quite often.