Bargain Master

It's been 2 weeks since I was first measured for my suit and today is the day I get to pick it up. I hop in a cab and head down to luohu station where I meet Kevin standing near the station's entrance. No sooner do I say hello, do I notice every person that's standing within a 50ft radius close in on us. All offering us deals and bargains, on anything we want including any special wink wink items. I'm no stranger to this place but I still get agitated at their aggressive sales approach. My usually calm, happy demeanor turns into a tight lipped cursing, violently daydreaming, psycopath when I hear Kevin laugh and say, "You are like a honey pot and they are the bees." My aggression subsides into an easy laugh.
We walk at a quick pace, letting the bees know that we know our intended business and it isn't with them. I've got this place down pat now. straight to the escalators, up to the 5th floor, stand number 39 all the way in the back. hand over my receipt, try on the suit, check myself out in the mirror around the corner. (yeah that looks good, real good). Switch back into my regular clothes. Inspect the seem work. Satisfied I pay my remaining fee.
It's 11:30 in the morning, and my one task for he day is done. And I am beaming. I have scored a fine suit for the total sum of $90 American. We stroll casually back down the escalators discussing ways to spend the rest of the day. Kevin suggests that we check out the glasses counter. Here you can get your prescription glasses measured and copied. We peruse a stand. I come across two pairs that I like. I figure why not, they're good looking frames and I'll have back ups in case anything happens to my originals. We talk price. I'm quoted $680 for both. Fat chance buddy. I laugh and the guy asks me to enter on a calculator my price. I sigh, thinking I just wanted to look, not get stuck into a bargaining game. I type $360. the guy says no way. He's flabbergasted and maybe even appalled. Telling Kevin in Chinese that my vision is so screwed up that to give me proper lenses he's got to do some heavy duty work. Which I'm sure is half true. He asks me again to type in a number. This time I quickly enter $400. Again he says no way. That's cool I say. point at the suit in my bag and say, this is what I came for, the glasses don't matter to me. I calmly tell Kevin that we should go and begin to walk away. Not 10 steps out the guy is running up behind us sadly pleading to Kevin in Chinese. I've won. Now in two hours I'll have two new pairs of glasses in quality frames for $55.

We head across the street and enjoy an awesome dim sum lunch. An hour and a half later I've got my glasses. And I can see just as well through these new pairs.