As part of my walks through Beijing, I came across an indoor market, filled again filled with your favorite "brands," and I decided to try my luck again. Not to belabor the shopping in China topic, but here it goes. . .
After some browsing, I got in lost and I stumbled upon a bulletin board for the staff. This picture should show you what I'm up against:
Well, now that I knew my enemy it was time to start the battle. I needed a light jacket and soon found an “Adidas” one I kind of liked. I tried it on, and asked her price:
“New design. Very popular. For you special price. 680 (US $80).”
- “Come on! That’s the US price and I’m in China.”
“OK! OK! 300! Still very good price.”
- “I’m sorry I’m a student. I don’t have a lot of money I can’t afford that.”
“OK So what you pay?”
- “Well I gotta go.” And I start leaving
“OK! OK! 150” and she starts wrapping it. . .
- “Actually I don’t want it anymore, thanks for your help.”
She gets angry. “Come on! You being naughty! You bargain with me and I give you your price! You play me! You waste my time!”
- “I’m not playing you. Sorry, I just changed my mind.”
“You evil mean boy! You waste my time! I in business and need to make sale.”
- “Who’s playing whom here? Plus, just because you want to sell me something doesn’t mean I have to buy.”
I try to leave, but she physically blocks my way and her associate, another small Chinese girl, comes to help impede my path. I was not intimidated mentally or especially physically.
I start pushing through, and she goes “OK! 140,” I break through and she goes “120!” I start walking away and she screams “OK 100!!!!” Meanwhile the other stall-keepers turn to look at the commotion.
I probably could have gotten her down further, but decide to throw in the towel and give her the money. Plus, I actually liked the jacket.
Just like me to create a scene to save a few bucks.
**Sorry this somehow failed to post originally***
As she's bagging the jacket. She says "Tell all your student friends what good deal you get, so they come buy from me."
- "Don't worry, I'll definitely tell them all about it" I respond.
Done and Done, I've kept my word. I guess I'm not such an "evil mean boy" after all, though I doubt this is what she had in mind.