Superman walks into the George Street Starbucks, in his freshly ironed shirt and crisp red cape. "Mate, a large Mocha Cookie Crumble Frappuccino please".
The kid goes: "That would be $5. Your name?" "FIVE DOLLARS? It was $4.50 last time. So, the price went up, huh?"
"No Sir, Mocha Cookie Crumble was always $5."
"I reckon kid, Starbucks is a bit of a rip-off joint, isn't it?" says Superman while melting the Eftpos machine with his laser eye vision.
“That is a fictional scenario!” you say. “You've just made this up.”
It is 2:24 pm, Wednesday. Almost every single watch repair shop in
Sydney is closed, as are almost all other shops - of any kind.
The doorbell rings. "I am a barrister from upstairs. Can you please replace a battery in my divers watch?"
Cheerfully and happily Gemma replies with an overly enthusiastic YES!
"We can do it practically straight away; I'll call you when it's done."
She brings the watch to me for a quick assessment. Not a big deal, it is
a straight forward Japanese divers watch. A battery replacement, light
case clean and water pressure testing- $35.
"Hmm.... that much?" - asks the barrister. "I don't need the water pressure testing, just a battery".
I can feel the sudden rush of blood, time to step in.
"Is $35 too much?"
"Yes, I think it is." "Then take it elsewhere."
"This is an easy and simple job" he persists. "I don't comment on your charges, or how difficult or easy your job is, do I?"
"All I am saying is $35 is bit too much".
"All I am saying is take it elsewhere, close the bloody door and go away".
But he doesn't. Like a pissed Superman, he continues to explain his case to Gemma, who is now confused, unsure of what to do.
The only way to get rid of him - is to give up and give in.
Mark my words - it won't be coronavirus that will wipe us out of
business - it will be those stingy barristers from Culwulla Chambers.