>>“Miss, do you know where is this shop located?”
“在那边。”
That is her reply. I am supposed to crack her code.
Me, lost in a new neighbourhood, Marine Parade, to be exact, asking for directions and that is the kind of reply I get.
Irked, I probed further.
“在哪一边？”
“是海边？”
“还是河边？”
“在那边。”
That is her reply. I am supposed to crack her code.
Me, lost in a new neighbourhood, Marine Parade, to be exact, asking for directions and that is the kind of reply I get.
Irked, I probed further.
“在哪一边？”
“是海边？”
“还是河边？”
>>Directory: those types fixed onto glass panels are simply useless. So what if it tells me that X shop is at 01-23?
I would be walking and counting the shop numbers, taking extra care not to miss out a shop number, only to realize that I have eventually missed out the shop.
01-23......01-24......01-25......01-26......
I have walked into a dead end!
Shucks!
>>Parkway Parade, with its new extension building, is a maze. The basement is
I would be walking and counting the shop numbers, taking extra care not to miss out a shop number, only to realize that I have eventually missed out the shop.
01-23......01-24......01-25......01-26......
I have walked into a dead end!
Shucks!
>>Parkway Parade, with its new extension building, is a maze. The basement is
a-maz-ing.
I got lost at the basement. There are twists and turns and hidden escalators at every turn.
I am fed up because I am spending more time searching for the shop when I ought to be at the shop. After staring at the useless directory, I gave up searching. I took the escalator up from the basement to the customer service counter.
I got lost at the basement. There are twists and turns and hidden escalators at every turn.
I am fed up because I am spending more time searching for the shop when I ought to be at the shop. After staring at the useless directory, I gave up searching. I took the escalator up from the basement to the customer service counter.
“Miss, can you tell me where is Fancl shop?” I asked.
“Basement.”
“Damn it!
Of course I know it is at the basement.
I just took the escalator up from the basement.
Can you please be more specified in your directions?” I glared at her.
Her response could be the side effect of Melamine, I think.
The telephone rang, the customer service officer picked up the phone.
That indicated the end of our conversation.
“Basement.”
“Damn it!
Of course I know it is at the basement.
I just took the escalator up from the basement.
Can you please be more specified in your directions?” I glared at her.
Her response could be the side effect of Melamine, I think.
The telephone rang, the customer service officer picked up the phone.
That indicated the end of our conversation.
I finally located Fancl shop, located at the fringe of the basement.
Walked a few more steps and I would have stepped out of the building.
If I weren't desperate, I would not have seeked the help of the customer service officers at Parkway Parade.
Walked a few more steps and I would have stepped out of the building.
If I weren't desperate, I would not have seeked the help of the customer service officers at Parkway Parade.
>>I am impressed with the customer service at Bimbo City... ....er... ....I mean... ...Vivocity.
Those ladies are efficient and give clear directions.
The grids pasted on the pillar next to each shop directory literally save people who are lost, like me.
The indications of “You are here” gives me a better sense of direction to which I am heading for.
Can't people learn a thing or two from the Bimbo-rians?
(Grids: the bimbo way to go)
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