Thursday, April 7, 2011

Makcik's Freebie Shoes..


Makcik Kama had a run-in with a couple of salesgirls today and found, much to her delight, that there was still some spunk left in that tired, old body of hers.


This is what Makcik Kama thinks: people who work in shoe stores should never open their mouth willy-nilly, lest they find a shoe or two shoved into it.


That was precisely what happened today (err, sort of), when Makcik Kama dug her heels in. Those girls stood no chance at all, for 'Bigfoot' Makcik Kama (size 11 and counting) left them quaking in their pretty size-6 sandals.


It's been a while since Makcik Kama sparred with tradespeople. She was no troublemaker, believe me; just a quirky (you are allowed 'cantankerous', 'daft' or even 'barmy') old lady who had never brooked any nonsense from anybody before and was not about to now.


And it all started innocently enough. Last week Makcik Kama's journalist daughter gave her two promotional vouchers from a well-known local brand with stores all over the country.

The vouchers were presented to journalists as event favours for covering the official opening, last week, of the company's latest outlet somewhere in the city.


One voucher was good for any pair of shoes, redeemable for free. The other was a discount voucher offering 30% off the shelf price. A commendable gimmick for some instant publicity; unfortunately one marred by inefficient execution, as Makcik Kama was to learn later.


The daughter didn't quite take to this brand (a tad old-fashioned, said she), and so gave the vouchers to Mum, well knowing it was Mum's favourite make (because it was one of the few in town to carry ample sizes).


As it were, paddlefoot Makcik Kama always rued shopping for shoes. She hated having to pop her head into a shoe store with that oh-so-predictable question: "What's the biggest size you carry?"


Whilst the designs of this particular brand were none too elaborate (definitely miles apart compared to Jimmy Choo's and the rest of the best), its solid leather court shoes, slippers and sandals in shades of grey, brown and black, were definitely to Makcik Kama's uncomplicated (bland?) taste.


So off went Makcik to Ampang Park, accompanied by a visibly bored Pakcik, who got roped in as her driver for the morning. No way was she going to brave Kuala Lumpur's downtown traffic by herself.


As Makcik went imelda-marcosing within, Pakcik sat behind the wheels of his ancient Merc, rolling his cigarette (Old Holborn/ Golden Virginia tobacco, ZigZag rolling paper), just like a true-blue supir.


In the store, Makcik Kama found herself facing an unexpected battle, after spending time picking, trying and deciding on the right shoes.


As she presented her vouchers for the two pairs that she had chosen, the cashier shook her head (a tad imperiously, Makcik Kama thought) and said: "We cannot accept these vouchers because we have not been informed about them."


Makcik Kama could feel her angin rising. Her face felt hot to the touch. Looking at the cashier squarely in the eye, she asked flatly: "Are you telling me that you are not going to honour your own vouchers?"


Back came this response: "Kak, we really don't know anything about this promotion. Recently we had others coming in with similar vouchers and had declined them too." She didn't have the courage to meet Makcik's steady and steely gaze, though.


That was when the stubborn mule in Makcik Kama broke free. "Let me tell you something. That's not my problem but I am not leaving this store until I get my free pair and my 30% discounted pair. You go figure what you want to do."


Plonking herself in a nearby chair, Makcik Kama waited, lips pursed, handbag primly on her lap. About the only thing absent was the rapping of her knuckles. Makcik Kama was determined to see this through.


Sensing that the old woman really meant business, the cashier summoned her colleagues. Everybody got antsy. A flurry of activities followed. There were calls made; the vouchers were faxed to someone somewhere.


More calls, on the office phone and cellphone. An oldish guy (perhaps the manager/supervisor) also got into the act, scrutinising the vouchers (and the words thereon) as though they were some valuable documents.


Ten minutes passed. More huddles. More whisperings. Oldish Guy spoke on the cellphone, again. In Chinese this time (it was in English previously). The girls spoke Malay throughout. A "1Malaysia Moment" it was in that shoe store.


Makcik Kama observed with much amusement, her eyes resting on the two pairs of sandals left unattended on the floor. They had begun to look pathetic (the sandals I mean, although the girls themselves looked none the better in comparison).


Fifteen minutes later, Oldish Guy came around and said, somewhat sheepishly: "It's okay now. We have sorted everything out. Just pay RM80 for the discounted second pair; the first is free."


As Makcik Kama walked out two pairs of shoes richer, she thought she could hear a collective heave of relief emanating from within the confines of the cashier desk...


19 comments:

Kak Ezza@makcik blogger said...

Huh..macam drama tv jer kisah nya...
saya pun susah cari kasut kak..balik balik beli scoll saja..
watak driver tu sinonim dengan drebar kat rumah ni...hahahaha

─╣aptop™ said...

The pathetic looking shoes would had looked better with wings attached ;-)

MA said...

Hahaha... I love this post!

Boleh imagine Akak duduk situ tapping your heels...sampai gelabah budak-budak tu semua.

koolmokcikZ said...

way to go mokcikZ

yeehawww!!!!

Anonymous said...

Golden Rules:

1. Customer is King.
2. Customer is always right.
3. What number 3? go back to number 1.

:-)
Cheers
Anak Kelana UK

Kama At-Tarawis said...
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ann said...

Haa! False reporting! Did I say old fashioned?? Hehehe! Dahsyat la ma...u 'educated' a whole store!

Kama At-Tarawis said...

Zah - drebar tu kalau boleh nak bersidai depan tv jer, tapi dah kena 'kerah' drive bini.. skali skal ok lakot .. heheh

Lap - i think those girls had wished they were the ones with wings, boleh cabut awal2 takyah deal with the cranky old woman..

MA - my angin puspus,MA, cepat naik dan equally cepat turun..

CoolM - yess, once in a while let them ketaq lutut..

AK - indeed.. customer is always right, no matter how wrong they can be.. hehehe

Ann - i should hv said 'insinuated'... oh you insufferable pedant! (wonder who you take after..LOL)

Anonymous said...

Funny la you ma! ntahape hape LOL


love you
awwa

Wan Sharif said...

I suppose many a cashier can thank their lucky stars knowing that Makcik Kama do not go around imelda-marcosing too often?! ;)))

Pi Bani said...

Wahh!! Dahsat sungguh makcik paddlefoot tu kan? :)

Anonymous said...

You must have heard this one before:

"Don't mess around with me, you're dead"

Derebar

Al-Manar said...

Betul ke anak tganu ni? Must be that Bukit BESI that produced IRON ladies.

pakmat said...

..soooo.....its makcik and pakcik now, lady?...feeling the age but not losing the fight, hey?..but had to admit that I read through the post with a a grin, a guffaw and an uncontrollable laugh...hehehe..now here's something I can relate..should have snapped some pics..of you in your war stance and gear..hehehe..

Anonymous said...

Kak,Isetan sudah carry brand untuk orang yang kaki besar ni.
Maaf cakap ya.
Mak saya pun kaki besar, dahsyat sungguh usaha murni kami nak membelikan kasut sebab di JB sukar nak cari.
Oh ya, saya pun akan buat macam apa yang akak buat, duduk situ, reverse psychology-kan manusia tu, sampai saya dapat apa yang saya tahu hak saya.
Pernah berlaku pada diri sendiri, cuma masa tu sorang, dan terketar lutut keluar kedai tu :). Takut pun ada, marah pun ada.

Gina

Kama At-Tarawis said...

awa - it made my day though.. D

wan - shopping for shoes paling saya tak suka, because i always see nice designs that do not come in my size.

pi - hehehe, sesuai dengan gelaran paddlefoot.. macam dayung sampan!

derebar - acah jer tu! LOL..

pakcik - must be angin lombong bijih, pakcik.. jadi steely macam besi jugok .. :D

pakmat - 'makcik' has a nice 'tua' ring to it, kan? hehehe..

gina - indeed it's not easy to find big sizes even in the city, ada tapi the stores are so limited .. the next time i go klcc, will check out isetan..

Cat-from-Sydney said...

Aunty Puteri,
Phew! Nasib baik jadi kucing takyah pakai kasut. purrr....meow!

Anonymous said...

Way to go kak Puteri !!! They don't know how difficult kita nak cari kasut (I'm a size 11 & bove too)... lagi mau cari pasal. By the way, there is another shop there which carry our sizes (designs pun okay la jugak - if you can bear princess's design, this one pun bearable kot). Location: same row, same block, same floor with princess, 3 or 4 shops away.

- Rina.

Mrs.A said...

Theres a shop at the IPC (why couldnt they just leave Ikano alone). Lowest floor. Carries sizes 11 and above. Designs look good. wouldnt know about fit.

if you walk towards IKEA side its on the right. :)