On Wednesday I went to the Great Singapore Sale preview for TANGS’ cardmembers with its by now fairly regular 12% rebate thrown in.
It’s been a while since I went to TANGS on days when member rebates doubled from the normal 6% to 12%.
When I entered the store I remembered why I had been giving the 12% rebate occasions a miss — the whole place was like a mad house with long snaking queues everywhere waiting to pay.
Still I steeled myself as I needed perfume (actually eau de toilette) and cleansing creme. My daily use of these two items — an expensive habit formed decades ago when I lived in the UK and which I’ve been unable to unlearn despite having left that country almost a life-time ago — made it imperative that I replenish regularly.
And I tend to do that whenever TANGS gives its 12% discount, provided my stock of eau de toilette and cleansing creme are co-incidentally at a low level.
In recent years, however, I needn’t time my purchases so closely as the 12% rebate appears to be offered more frequently. So I tended to give that bait a miss whenever I remember the crowds, unless like May 25, when I was almost out of perfume!
If I thought the TANGS’ crowd stressful, I was in for another shock (or surprise) when today I drove from lunch at Level 33 at Marina Bay Financial Centre to Marina Bay Sands — not to gamble but to buy some Royce confectionary to present to a family member who is hosting lunch this coming Sunday for all the May babies in the family.
I couldn’t believe it when I saw a queue of cars waiting to get into the MBS carpark!
I should have wised up and not join the queue and instead go to anothe Royce outlet!
But I didn’t wise up because in all my two dozen visits to MBS, I’d never ever had problems getting into the carpark or my pick of parking lots. So I assumed it must be a small hiccup that would resolve quickly.
So I joined the queue of cars and inched my way into the carpark, a decision which I couldn’t reverse because once on the path descending into the carpark, there was no turning back!
Cursing and swearing mentally, and wasting some 20 minutes, I got in and got to Royce to make my purchase. And of course I had to pop into the casino to say hello, hello and then good bye, as I had other errands to run.
And guess what? Even after more than an hour after entering, there was still a queue of cars waiting to get into MBS.
What the shopping crowd at TANGS and the car queue at MBS tell me is this: residents and visitors to Sg have $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ to burn! Which is not a bad thing, provided one doesn’t mind the crowds! 🙄