Thursday, October 24th, 2002

I'm in Chinatown, wandering through a supermarket. I come up to the counter with a suit and a sweet snack. The woman says the suit is $150, not the $10 marked price. I begin to argue with her. A white guy speaking perfect Mandarin comes up with an invoice/shipping label and talks to her about a shipment. I'm getting annoyed with her ignoring me. I decide the suit's not worth it and go elsewhere to shop.