This afternoon, my parents picked me up from church at PL after service (1st time after all that had happened). We went over to Clementi for lunch. Due to the rain, we decided to head for some shops before crossing over the eatery where there was no shelter.
During our shopping, somehow I came across a shop with very CHEAP make-up cosmetics. I tried looking for my favourite eye shadow color, violet. When I found it, I search for its sample, which was way inside of the tray. When I finally took it out, to my horror, the eye shadow was sort of damaged. It was somehow was broken into flakes. At this point of time, someone from behind hit my elbow and I dropped the sample eye shadow. The already broken flakes now became powder!! I was appalled. I sort of created a mess in the shop. I quickly picked it up, and put it near the tray as my hands were like so dusty-filled with eye shadows.
This is when the shopkeeper came.. She questioned me, asking if I had dropped it. I said yes. Hence she said I had to pay $4.90 (full-price). I was puzzled, as that was just a sample, and it was already in such poor condition. I tried bringing the point across and gave her another counter offer, to pay just half of its price. She checked with her senior shopkeeper, it was agreed already somehow till...... My mum came over and learnt about the issue.
Because it was somehow unfair to me to pay half the price as the sample was really really in a very bad condition when I picked it. What make things worst was that the shopkeeper accused me of being "dishonest" claiming that I quickly picked the eye shadow up and hid it at the tray. Oh my... That blowed the matter even more, as my mum jumped upon the word "dishonest". Hence she bargained for an even lower price which I had previously offered. The argument went on for about 20mins, till it was finally agreed by the shopkeeper that we just need to pay $2.
I felt somehow bad for my mum to pay for a broken eye shadow. I offered to pay but she didn't let me.
My dad and sister was around. Somehow my sister was stronger than me. She kept away my wallet when I was about to pay $2.45 instead of $2.
My dad told me just to treat it as an experience, and $2 of a lesson learnt was rather worthwhile. I don't understand. What does he mean by that?
After the matter sorta resolved, we headed for lunch at a hawker centre instead of our original plans. Lunch tasted really bad that afternoon. I lost my entire appetite. (I'm usually one who eats really alot and anything). Dad somehow tried to emphasized that we would not have every single day going smooth sailing, attaining our desires. I almost teared.
When we finally headed home. Mum went over to Jurong Point, and came back to give me a pressed powder! It cost really alot more than what I purchased from SilkyGirl (because I go for cheap deals and brands). This was really amazing. I really didn't expect her to do so. She sorta emphasized that cheap stuff might be dangerous to use.
I won't post a picture of the damaged eye shadow, as it possessed its name on it. I would do so after cropping away the names.