B.I.T.C.H

I don't wanna make a nasty entry. But I kinda got reminded of the ugly encounter at Ikea yesterday. I was with my parents browsing for the things there, plus my dad needed to get some shelves. We're just taking a look at the wide variety of furnitures (it's IKEA! duh.), and then it was at one of the furnished "rooms", where my mum got drawn towards a particular sofa. She was just trying it out, as in, sitting on it just to feel how comfortable it was and my dad was at the other side, surveying the shelves.

There was this woman inside the room too. I noticed her presence there when I first stepped in, and I thought she was in the midst of making a phone call or something. As in, not browsing much at all. So I thought we wouldn't be obstructing her view or anything. Not until she went like "I WANT to take a photo of the cushion" at my mum. Yeah, just like that. She didn't even say 'please' and from the look of her face, she expects people to immediately comply with her DEMAND.

I guess the best part was that, my mum didn't quite hear her coz she spoke in that sickeningly low-key but bossy tone. I told my mum about it and my mum quickly moved away whilst apologising profusely. Guess what? With the very same aloofness from when the BITCH spoke and not even a sign of gratitude from her, she just snapped away at that SACRED cushion and put up that FUCKING snotty look on her face. Like as though we didn't exist at all. Yeah FUCKING BITCH right?

Man, I have totally stopped myself from using the F-word (and perhaps the B-word too) on my blog entries for quite awhile already. But that BITCH deserves much vulgarities. I mean, who goes around acting like a total diva at a PUBLIC SPACE? Seriously, all these high-strung MONKEYS should learn to bring their shopping activities elsewhere. Oh, and I thought that it was really disturbing that the BITCH looked very familiar. It's either I know her (which I highly doubt so) or I've seen her somewhere. Bleah.