I get the moving through a crowd and interrupting a loud cellphone talker part, but why say "Excuse me" when you request someone's attention at a store? Isn't that their job, to give you their attention and earn a commission? Why "excuse" yourself - is it such a heinous sin, to get them out of their daydreaming and nail-filing to help you buy your merchandise? Hmph. The kind of parameters we set for ourselves, and expect to follow them, all the live long life. Part of us are too pre-occupied to question it, and most of us are too lazy to modify it.
Funny enough was my colleague, Debashish, from India, who made the glorified mistake of asking a "person of African descent" for directions in SoHo. So, while Denzel keeps ending every statement with "knowhatimsayin", young Debashish keeps clarifying "yes, I do know what you are saying, sir" - to the extent that Jamal goes "You making funna me, n****?".
Bengal's son Debashish is a little too dark for you to notice his black eye.
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