During my student days I worked for an optician selling frames. I learnt early on to never ask, “Can I help you?” These words were poisonous. They looked at you with this incredulous twinge of dread in their eyes that said, “Please leave me alone”.
I couldn’t help but notice that everything felt just a little bit worn. The latch for the tray table for some reason was really loose. The cover for the inflight magazine was torn and someone had evidently taken the trouble to make a few artistic doodles inside.
I actually shook the tour guide’s hand and thanked him when I left the boat. I had some good reasons to. Firstly, it inspired me to write this article. And secondly, apart from this annoying bus issue, he was a good host.
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