Aku harus komplain ke sebuah toko yang berinisial KK. Someone ask me to do it. Why? Because the store is in Jogja, while she isn’t. But I am. So, she ask me for a favor. & Oh, also because I’m such a nice girl ;)

A week gone by. And I know I can’t postpone it forever. I still have to do it anyway, someday. So, I went there last night. It’s a famous gift shop in Jogja.

After I said my first sentence, “mbak, dulu ini pesen di sini. Ternyata nggak sesuai kaya yang dipesen.” (ok, several first sentences), I completly realize why I did  try to postpone this task so hard. (Even try to forget this favor? woops :p)
Simple, some people is not happy knowing that their was wrong. And guess who’s the lucky person who have to say all this crap that to them? Yup, me. And believe me, they surely did NOT happy. Very very not.

They got upset. First they became soo busy looking for the order note in their books. And they can’t find it (Hey, it got nothing to do with me, right? I didn’t tear up the page or erase the order or anything in THEIR own book). Please deh ^ ^

And they kept saying, ‘who made this? Do you’, etc..
O my God. Now they’re start to blame each other. Four shop assistant, sitting in the corner with the books on their lap, and bubling in a quite-loud-tone-so-everyone-in-the-store-should-be-know-that-they’re-having-a-code-red-situation-here.

They’re so busy in this effort trying to find any clue, to defend their self, and completely ignore other customer (including me). A girl stand next me have to call them over and over to ask for an assistant. (mbak. Mbak, mbak. Mbak! Gimana sih ni mbaknya. Mbak!) And even when she wanted to pay. There is no one in the cashier. She have to go back and ask again, ‘mbak, kasirnya mana?’
Poor girl. Yang tabah ya  ;). Aku juga lagi di hot seat nih :p.

So there I am, standing and doing nothing (they need to asking me silly & same questions over and over, so I have to be there all along) & watching this drama.
And as minutes fly away, so did my patience. Then I said, “mbak, udah, ini diganti aja. Nanti ku bayar. Kaya’ aku pesen lagi.”

Heran, gitu aja kok repot?

Anyway, as I’m writing this, I became really realize & remember some (or bunch ;) hehe)  times where I do the same thing.  Being not-so-happy-to-know-that-i-was-wrong. Critics & complain surely not as easy as compliment to accept. But maybe, they are much more important. Because only by knowing what’s wrong with us, we can learn & be a better one. Right ;)

Well, those shop assistants, they should thank me last night then ;), instead of giving me a hard time fufu :p

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What about you Hesti? Can you accept critics fairly?
Wah, ga juga. Boys & girls, dont try this at home. Aku kalo dibilangin malah makin menjadi hihi :D