So my cousin who gave birth to a baby boy sometime earlier last month is having some issues feeding her baby…we have been talking on and off and I, imagine RM, yes yes, I have been giving her advice…
Anyways..so the other day, I told her that I will just courier the breast pump which my friend had sent for me thoughtfully from the USA when R was 4 months…and she could perhaps try pumping out the milk and giving it..
Unfortunately, I delayed the sending by a couple of days, since we were caught up with stuff..and then yesterday, I got it all packed properly thanks to the MIL’s efficient packaging skills and decided to courier it from a courier fellow near work..
So, I go during lunch time braving the hot hot sun and go inside
RM: Bhai, mereko yeh courier karna hai (Bhai, I want to courier this)
RM: yeh package…
and I show him the package which is a 12 inches by 6 inches package, not too big but not too small obviously…all packed in newspaper
B: Kya hai issmein
RM: Breast pump hai..lekin electric nahi hai..manual breast pump hai (Its a breast pump, but its not electric, its a manual breast pump)
He looks startled at me, while the one girl and one boy who are his assistants are gaping at me as if I am speaking Greek
B: Kya kya
RM: arey woh breast mein se milk nikalte hain woh pump hai..lekin manual hai..aap chaheye toh open kar ke dekhlijiye…Phir se packing karna hoga (Its the pump through which you remove milk from the breast, its manual, if you want open the package and see it and then you can pack it)
B: nahi nahi (No no) as if I am asking him to walk on fire…give me bill
RM: Bhai, there is no bill, Someone sent it from the USA for me, and now I have to courier it to my sister
B: errr..errr…errr…kya bole aap yeh hai? (What did you say this is?)
RM: arey, breast pump hai..mujhe pata hai security reason ke liye aap aise hi nahi bhej sakte, toh aap khol ke dekhlijiye (Its a breast pump, I know you cant sent it directly due to security reasons, but you can open it and see)
B: no no no (very vehemently) as if he was expecting something to pop out of the package
RM: Can you send it?
B: Rs 450 hoga
RM: Kya basis pe (on what basis) weight?
B: nahi size (no size)
RM: okie, I will call my cousin and ask for her for the address
Then I spoke to my mama, explaining to him that I was couriering the breast pump and if he could send me the address
While I was talking all this, the girl was looking at me as if I should get my head examined..and the bhai and his guy assistant were staring at me as if I was crazy!!!
Mama asked me to speak to my cousin and when I spoke to her, she finally decided against it *Reminds self to whack her on the head when we meet next*
Anyways, after all the drama, I tell that guy, abhi nahi bhejna…if I want to send I will come back to you’
and he just nodded still gaping at me!
What stuck me in the entire duration of 15 minutes, is the lack of the guy to meet my eyes, as soon as I uttered the word breast pump…I mean, I didnt use any porn word did I? I was being practical and told him what it was truthfully…
Why then, this looking-at-the-customer-as-if-she-is-crazy thing!
I must admit that after R’s birth, I have become a lot more clinical, a lot more open about using words like breasts, and potty and su-su, a lot more non-caring if my bra strap is showing or buying innerwear..well everyone wears them and every has them eh?…
I found the entire situation really funny now when I am typing this out for the blog….but on a serious note, I just hope people are a lot more open about such tools which are just helping new mothers and easing their tasks…
I am wondering how the guy would have reacted if RD had taken the courier with him? (which was the original plan!)