Saturday, August 25, 2007

From Lebanon 25

The Vendeuse

Chic and not so chic boutiques from Achrafiyeh to Hamra up to Zahleh are home to this breed of women. They start as hopeful young girls that get into it for the discounted clothes and as a stepping stone to better things (i.e. marriage); but just like degenerate gamblers who think they have figured out a way to beat the house they got sucked into the system that doesn't let anyone out alive.

Vendeuse by accepting the job will sign up for decades of boredom, gossip magazines, and acetone. Cigarettes kick in in their second decade at the shop, hard liquor caps the tenure process in decade number 3. And while one day down the road she might actually find the flamboyant transvestite that will find the pistachio colored dress that has adorned the window since Jacky O's wedding fabulous; the prospects of her leaving the shop to the altar are much slimmer.





As a public service to all youngsters who might fall in this trap, if you see this innocent looking but loaded A4 paper or any of its variaties anywhere, run for your life for it is nothing more than a chic way of saying dead end.

The Vendeuse, the yang to the Natour's ying, is yet another traditional fixture in the Lebanese society.

8 comments:

Ibn Bint Jbeil said...

can you please provide the illiterate among your readership, or if you like those of us who are visual addicts, with illustrations of said فندوز ?

i would like to see pictures of various vendeuzat, showing them at different levels of vendeusic development, from beginner to decade 1 all the way up to decade 5.

poshlemon said...

Jamal,

nice sense of humor. However, looking at how little these ladies are paid and how hard are the prospects of finding a good job in Lebanon (even if you hold a postgraduate degree), I don't think they actually have a choice when they join to work as a 'vendeuse'.

There are easier and more stimulating jobs than having to serve some stuck up rich girls who come into the shop and turn everything upside down before leaving without buying an item... and the 'vendeuse' is left with a tiresome day of continuously putting things back together and pretending she likes what she does.

Anonymous said...

Isn't this the blog where you love Skaff? And isn't Skaff loved pretty much only because he didn't "sell Christian land to Muslims (Sunnis and Hariri in particular)?

Well guess what, your little sectarian angel just sold a poopload of land to Shiites. Bet that can't make u too happy...

...oops I forgot, you're pretending to be non-sectarian.

Ibn Bint Jbeil said...

anonymous, it doesn't sound like YOU'RE too happy.

p.s.: what's a skaff?

hilal said...

Isn't it amusing when somebody do not get your sarcasm jamal?
:-)

Salem said...

anonymous 4:18,
what does this have to do with anything?

Maya@NYC said...

"skaff is loved pretty much": just this part of the sentence is very funny!...as loved as nayla i guess...

very funny post.... i can't believe how an A4 taped to window inspires such a post!:)

Delirious said...

This is funny de la funny de la funny!