Bags of Fun

It's a bit comedic to work with them. Our encounters always follow the same format.  I start by checking out all the options, colours, styles etc. The gentleman in the picture (the husband) follows me around, smiling all the time and nodding in this cute attentive way.

There's always lots of choice. I start with the styles and designs I like then I examine the pieces more carefully. Thinking of my customers needs in a bag I look at stitching, fabric, zipper quality, and things like how many pockets?  Then when I'm starting to narrow it down to the styles I'm interested in, the important question: price, is raised. This is where my friend comes in, I ask him the price at which point he yells (literally) to wherever his wife is and asks the price, she yells back in Thai. I have the basic numbers down in Thai so I usually understand the price and he knows this. Still, each time, he pauses and does the translation in his head and tells me the price in English (with a huge smile). We repeat this process over and over.  It seems his responsibility is to translate his wife's yelled prices into English for me.   There's nothing to do but go with it plus he's just adorable.  Eventually I decide the styles I'm going to buy.  At that point another girl appears and tells me how many colours each style comes in and I select how many and which colours I want.