Customers and Salesmen

Just to add to the crazy of experiences of men and the roaming gypsy: While in Turkey I was in one of the fake-brand sunglasses and leather purse stores. While looking at sunglasses, definitely accompanied, the salesperson follows me around and asks if I am married to the person I am with. Recognizing the sudden peril, not to mention that it is almost all but true, I quickly answered yes. The salesman mutters something to the extent that it is too bad and that he can tell I am unique. Pretty nice and complementary if I was early in my 20s and he was close to attractive and even being able to offer something interesting. The guy did not let up and eventually passed his phone number on a piece of paper folded and suggested that I SMS him even from outside the country. Upon telling Vladimer, he marched me out of the store without us buying what we were supposed to. About 5 minutes later he went back and threw the paper at the man.

The experience really was quite strange and rather audacious for a Turkish man. The oddest part was that there seemed to be no logic to his moves: probably going to be no sale if man finds out, at best being hit, and well potentially not impressing the woman either. As always, I try to take crazy events as a compliment and with many grains of salt...