Well, I just had my first shitty, conned by the people experience.
I'm heading to Legian, off of Poppies 2 and this woman grabs my wrist, "where you from, Darling?" being the polite Canadian I am I respond. By this point she's wrapping some crap braided leather bracelet around my wrist, as I'm shaking my head. I don't want this. "No no no, it's for good luck in Bali. You not pay. No one will push you on the street," yada yada, welcome to Bali. Bullshit. I'm just like fine tie this thing up and I'm gone.
"Ok, now I cut the strings" of course you do, I'm about to cut you. I know this is a bad situation already. So after they get the bracelet on you they drag you into the shop to "cut the strings" oh great now she wants me to buy something. This whole experience is so awful, I can't express my emotions right now. New ones I didn't know I had, unfortunately all negative. So she sits me down, looks like she is grabbing scissors next thing I know I'm getting flowers painted on my damn nails and like a gremlin doused in water has suddenly tripled. Both hands are being done and my toes, I'm surrounded by tiny Balinese women. Did I mention, bullshit?
She's still going on about good luck and people leaving me alone in Bali, this is too ironic. Now she's moved on to how she has no job and she does this to feed her kids. Fair enough, but I don't have a job either and that's no ones fault but my own. And where did you get the money to buy all this crap in your store hmmmm? Now she is saying ok, 150,000Rupiah. Ha! You are seriously missing half your brain lady. I can go to the spa and get a real mani pedi, with a nice paint job for half that price, at least. Of course I'm going to give her something, she got me. But pulling someone into the back of a store giving them things and doing things to them they don't want and then charging a price?!
I'm pretty pissed at this point, luckily I keep my money in different spots in my wallet. I actually never have more on me then I think I need but I was possibly doing some shopping today. Not anymore, I'm bitter, bitter as all hell. How does one release anger in paradise? So thank god I only have 70,000 Rupiah in my wallet that you can see, think about it, my nails are wet at this point so they can watch me like a hawk. Ugh. So that's roughly eight dollars. Maybe not a huge huge loss to me but that's a six pack or three square meals of gado gado, that's the way my mind works.
Now she's pissed, good. I tell her, I didn't agree to this and that's all I have, all I can give her, and it's still way too much. She's pretty insistent that the 20,000 is worthless, like I said you can get a serious meal and a drink for that much, take it or leave it you witch. I'm supposed to go get another 50,000 for her or trade in my Thai money. Holy crap, I'm on the verge kids. I can not believe this woman. Again she is ranting about luck, apparently I'm giving her and I bad luck by not giving her the full amount and now someone is going to steal my money. Well you just did so bad luck for you the sister!
I finally get up and walk out, can't believe I put myself through that, I can't believe the evilness that came out of such a sweet looking little lady. I hope her nail polish spills. It makes me wonder how many people have to go through that, I thought I was doing well with avoiding that kind of situation.
But, positive by nature I think to myself. Karma bitch. By even giving her anything I am the better person, in the back of my mind I'm praying she actually has little mouths to feed and that's where the money is going. who am I kidding, everyone here has a million kids. By her being persistent to my resistance she will get hers, whatever it may be.
But now I feel like I'm tagged, this stupid bracelet that I won't take off because I just spent $8.00 on the ugly mess and my damn nails are painted. I hate having painted nails, you got me good devil woman.
Fun fact: it's supposed to stay on for three weeks. Fabulous.
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