CHEY Samrach's story report

My friend's bad story

Once I was told by one of my best friends at school, it is true that her story was truly a disgusting experience she had had encountered with her school's canteen. The story starts this way. At one lunch time, she together with some of her friends was having lunch at one of the school canteens at NUM. Well, everything seemed to be ordinary, but what she can never forget is when she found a key, an old motocycle key, buried in her rice hip.Maybe,as she thought, she would not mind such a carelessness if the cook responded to this in an appropriate manner. What made her so disapointed was that the cook just appeared and said" Oh god! How can my key be here on your dish. I've been finding it for hours". Up to this, imaging how she felt! Indeed, the only substitute dish was not enough to recover this accident.


Good story

This is a good experience of my sister when she was having her phone repaied at a phone shop named "Rithy". The problem is that her phone's screen had been damaged and needed reparing. Of course, she knew no one in the shop, but she just wanted to try the service out. However, the shop owner, a rather young girl, appeared to be so friedly to her. She behaved as if they had known each other before. She said politely and always greeted the customers. Too, the man who was to repair the phone was also kind; he explained every details of her inquiries. What she liked the most is their empathy toward the customers. As such, that is really satisfying for my sister.