Overpriced latte
'Do you accept British pounds?' I asked. I got a polite nod.
'Great, I'd like the tiramisu latte, please'
'22, sir', the Filipino mentioned to me as she rang up the order.
I ruffled through my wallet and fished out a fiver. And got back... one pound.
'Isn't the exchange rate supposed to be 7 to 1?'
'No sir, its 6 to 1'
'But I just checked the forex rates a few minutes ago!'
'Sorry sir, but in here its 6 to 1'
*Shakes head, takes change and sits down, firing laptop up while awaiting the drink*
'Great, I'd like the tiramisu latte, please'
'22, sir', the Filipino mentioned to me as she rang up the order.
I ruffled through my wallet and fished out a fiver. And got back... one pound.
'Isn't the exchange rate supposed to be 7 to 1?'
'No sir, its 6 to 1'
'But I just checked the forex rates a few minutes ago!'
'Sorry sir, but in here its 6 to 1'
*Shakes head, takes change and sits down, firing laptop up while awaiting the drink*
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posted by elb at
12/15/2006 01:14:00 am
3 Comments:
You have just got yourself conned by the Filipino :)
By
Anonymous, at Saturday, December 16, 2006 8:07:00 am
so what's tha point of mentionin the race of the cashier? are you a racist?
By
Anonymous, at Saturday, December 16, 2006 8:17:00 am
martin: shrugs, I was cold and tired and hungry and in no mood to argue
lucifer: Racist? I have Filipino friends. It could have been anyone. Grow up. Would you like me fill in more observatory details and to have mentioned the African who rudely sat down next to me on my table without asking? The noisy loud Chinese speaking into his mobile? The tudung-ed Malay who stuck out like a sore thumb half way around the world? Don't assume anything.
By
elb, at Saturday, December 16, 2006 6:34:00 pm
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