Bella, Vel and I went to town this afternoon to shop. We weren't quite sure where to go, but we heard a few people raving about this store called Fab India. We found a rickshaw driver that I knew and he would be our driver for the rest of the afternoon. There were a lot of cute items in Fab India and I picked a few things for myself and also presents for my nephew. I figured I would start shopping for gifts as I see things and not wait till the last minute. Right next to Fab India is a Walmart like store called Big Bazaar. We head over to Big Bazaar and the three of us separate to find our various items. The sales employees at this store try to be very, very helpful. Once you step into their department they start following you around to help you find your item. When this happens I just start walking around in circles till they stop. It's one thing if they were to ask if I need help, but they follow me around in silence and it's a little annoying. Speaking of annoying. Yesterday a few of the girls and I were at another part of town shopping for flowers and a card. This little drummer boy with a basket on his head starts following us around. We kept telling him 'no' to whatever he was asking for, but he was very persistent. I asked one of the girls what he wanted and she said she didn't know. She thought that a snake came out of the basket when he plays the drums. I couldn't see well enough in the basket, but that was enough for me to walk far away from him. We start walking towards the optical store and the boy, still beating on his drums, follows us over. We go into the store thinking we could get rid of him and he stood in front of the door and kept beating his drums. The shop keeper had to come out and threaten him before he finally stopped.
At Big Bazaar I didn't have any luck finding my item so I started walking around the store to find the girls. I see Bella at the saree department talking to a few of the employees and she waves for me to come over. Bella is trying to purchase a saree for her sister-in-law and needed help communicating with the employees. She had been trying to tell the sales lady that she didn't know how to wear a saree and where to get the undergarments. My attempt to communicate with the sales person was useless . They end up calling the manager over and I explained to him that Bella is interested in purchasing a saree, but we weren't sure how to put it on. The manager then tells the sales girl in Hindi to demonstrate on a mannequin. The sales girl starts laughing and off course I'm laughing too. The situation got past ridiculous when Bella called me over. What happens next is something I've never seen before and people would think I were lying if I told the story. The sales girl walks over to two mannequins and tells one of the guys about the saree demonstration. The guy then picks up the mannequin and tells us to follow him. I thought he was taking us to another mannequin that wasn't clothed and was carrying the other one to switch it. Instead he walks over to the dressing room and sticks the mannequin in one of the rooms. Bella then tells them that she didn't want to put the saree on, she just wanted to see it demonstrated on the mannequin. The sales people tell us they understood. The sales girl then begins to undress the mannequin and Bella and I start laughing. We didn't understand why this had to be conducted in a dressing room and not the sales floor. They treated the mannequin as if it were a real person that needed privacy to be undressed. The sales girl starts to put the saree on the mannequin and I lose it. They literally had the mannequin inside its own room and the sales person was standing in front of it like a mother would helping a child undress. I tried to take a picture, but it didn't turn out so well. Photos aren't allowed in the store and one of the sales people reprimanded me for taking it.
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