Utterly Indiscreet

Friday, May 12, 2006

Being Polite

I have always been polite to taxi drivers and cashiers. Maybe that's the way I was raised. Or I think that if I say thank you and make polite small talk, people will act nicer to me.

Or maybe I feel sorry for people who have to drive cabs all day to make a living or who are stuck behind the counter dealing with loud and rude customers all day.

The cashier at the supermarket seemed happier after I talked to her.

Our conversation:

Me: Hello. How are you?
Cashier: Fine. How are you?
Me: Good. You have to work on the holiday? (It's Vesak Day)
Cashier: Yes, but I get double pay!
Me: That's good.
Cashier: We are open every day. Even on Christmas.
Me: That's too bad.
Cashier: It's okay. I can do it. I can't if I was married.


  • At 4:29 PM , Blogger Unreal said...

    Maybe it's because you look really pretty?

    I don't know but I've gotta dirty looks when I tried to be nice. But then again, maybe they've already had a bad day whenever I around, so I figured it's just my luck.

  • At 2:40 PM , Blogger indiscreet said...

    I think it's because some people are so suspicious that even if you are being sincere, they don't respond well.

  • At 11:52 PM , Blogger Unreal said...

    I guessed as much.

  • At 8:03 AM , Blogger indiscreet said...

    It's the culture here. No trust or consideration for others.


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