Khobar Mall — Local services in Eastern Province

Hundreds of different stores. Teenagers walking around texting on their blackberries. Overpriced T-shirts. Waiting in line. I go to this place very often; the mall. As I hop off of the bus, I casually stroll along, enjoying the glamorous surroundings leading up to the grand entrance. When I approach the transparent doors, I wait for them to automatically slide open for me, almost as if they were like magnets, pulling me closer and closer. The graceful doors glide open, and I take my first step into the mall. As I enter Modells, the first store of the mall, a familiar, cool breeze strokes my face. I hear the generic theme song replaying the same few lines over and over again, "Gotta go to Mo's!" Even though Modells is not my favorite store, entering it symbolizes that I have entered into a realm of my own, a serene world where I am in charge. The mall distracts me from all of the disappointments in my life. That stressful day of school does not seem as stressful. That harsh breakup no longer seems like the end of the world. Apart from the dwindling size of my wallet, there are no problems when I shop. Everyone at the mall has one motive: to shop. Whether it is to shop for the perfect prom dress or something flattering, we, as shoppers, are all united by our purpose for going to the mall.

When I walk around in the gigantic enveloping walls of the mall, I feel as if a brand new adventure has just opened up for me. What new shirts are in style this fall season? Are ripped jeans out already? The best thing about shopping is that I am in control of everything. If I see a shirt that I adore, I am the one who decides if I want to buy it or not. There is no pressure in making a choice, unlike the decision of whether or not one should study in school. If one does not study in school, there will be severe consequences such as not getting into college or dropping out of high school. However, if one does not buy that shirt, there will not be negative consequences. That is the beauty of shopping. One has an abundant number of choices.

As I stroll into my favorite shop, Urban Outfitters, I see many different salespeople walking around. Some quietly fold the clothes into a neat rectangular shape while others eagerly immerse with the customers. The best thing I like about this store is the range in selection of the types of clothing it sells. The store does not center around a specific style. Take Hollister, for example, all it sells are t-shirts and sweatshirts with the words Hollister Co written all over them, and let us not forget the overrated seagull logo. Everything about Urban Outfitters is fashion, from the shredded t-shirts with witty sayings to the four inch vintage oxford heels. As I brush the pale blue fabric of a denim jacket, I search for something that appeals to me. The black leather jacket is cute, but it is too heavy looking. Those pair of shorts is quite chic, but wearing that in the minus degrees weather will cause me to freeze to death. Clothing should be, at the same time, fashionable and comfortable. As I poke around every little corner of the store, I search for that one special item that will brighten my day.

While it seems like all hope is lost, a bright green sign...

I remember my last visit to this place, it was before 6 years or more, and it was boring and there’s only an ordinary women’s clothes shops, now everything is different and changed, there is some coffee shops, outlets shops, a new restaurants hall called Alqesariah, thanks to the mall management to restore this place.

There’s one thing that annoying me and i was angry about that when i go to the restaurant and order some food, when it’s ready the cashier ask where are sitting?! I answered him in the second half of the hall, why? He said oh! Sorry you can’t go there you must eat here ( in the other half ) i said are serious!!? He yes I’m sorry this the restaurant policy, i said my family is there eating, how i can eat my food alone?! He said bring your family here and !!!!! I said are f&$@*%# serious!!? We can’t give you our plates and take it there! We have a plates issue with the other restaurant!! You must go and take permission from them !!

This is the first time in my entire life facing an issue like this!!!!! The two restaurants names was ( Bab Bu Khouka Restaurant ) and ( Al Rawaq Al Shaabi )

I hope from there managements to fix this ( plates issue ) . By the way, the food from Bab Bukhoukha restaurant was...

Aeropostale shop cashier man and the manager as he claimed ,had fool me and was so arrogant dealing with me ,the refund and exchange policy has 1 week refund afterthat will be exchange , i bought a jeans and i want to exchange it with bigger size he dosnot have at that time , he told me you can wait till next shipment next week bigger size will be included , i came as adviced then he said no shipment come and i donot know when . You can come tomorrow . I came again and Now only exchange is available !!!! He contiued delaying me with several excuses ,then i refused to wait more . I told him this is not my fault , you are the manager so you know every details in this shop , this is the policy and the only option you have , if you donot want that is your problem .!!!!!! . He kept fooling me till refund time has finished .he is a white guy with thick long mostach and beard wearing...