If any girl asked me that, regardless of longevity, I'd take personal offense. Maybe I'm overly sensitive, but I'd find it disrespectful. I'd just figure it was her way of saying "goodbye" to me.Originally Posted by schloong
Or be like the PRC riding home in a taxi driven by a Paki. He told her he wanted to see her and she should give him a discount. She asked how much of a discount of the taxi fare?
"Oh, cannot, no discount."
"Well, there's YOUR answer".
Now I was thinking in almost 3 decades of punting, I've never been asked for any gifts, let alone branded ones... But then, one memory came back. Long time ago, different shore, I'd taken a Kyrgyz girl (regular) to the cinema. We'd arrived early so were wandering around the mall. She wanted to look in a shoe story (yes, I know, what was I thinking?). Showed me a pair of knee high boots, saying "these are nice". I said, "you want, if they have in your size, I'll buy". I'm a sucker for high boots. They did and I did. $400 USD (but those were the days, less than a week's worth of per diem, so I'd eat rice for a couple of days). WHY I remember: after she went home, we kept in touch for awhile. We both remembered the boots. She said that she should have asked for the money and not the boots. Back home, no place to wear, and the cost would have bought her a small apartment in her village.
A PRC (long time regular) asked me to accompany her to a higher end store (above memory flashed back) but assured me she had the money to buy whatever she wanted. The problem was, no one would help her, everyone, including shop staff, looking down on PRC's. She was invisible, no help with anything even if she asked, totally ignored.
Fine, off we went. We entered the store a bit separately. Sure enough, she was ignored while all 3 shop girls flocked to me, asking "how can we help you, sir? what would you like, sir?", etc., etc. I just wandered around a bit, with all of them in tow. Again asked how they could help. I just said that I wasn't here to buy anything, but my wife was, pointing to the PRC. It was like flipping a switch. They ALL lit their afterburners and ran to help her. She was absolutely SWARMED. "Would you like to see that in a different size, different color, we have other styles..." She wandered around a bit with her entourage, then motioned that we should leave. Outside she said that after all that, she hadn't seen anything that she wanted to buy. But now she KNEW that store had nothing of interest, and she thanked me for being her escort.
PS: I lied. Another time, taking a PRC home, she asked if we could stop at McDonalds where she could get a Big Mac meal, with 2 (she had a sweet tooth) apple pies. What can I say, I caved and splurged.
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