I went to a restaurant/cafe with my friend today. My friend had already ordered and I asked the waiter to go ahead with my friend's order while I decide.
When I called him, he said, "Yes, sir?" I was thinking, "wtf? ok maybe it was accidental."
Then I just said I wanted to order the baked chicken chop with rice.
waiter: you want the kid's meal, sir?
me: errrr...I just want the rice only (making weird hand gestures of just the plate without the drinks and jelly and whatever)
waiter: you want the kid's meal, sir?
me: (thinking: wtf) ....i want the adult one???????????
*waiter flipping through the front of the menu then points*
waiter: this one, sir?
me: errr yea. (thinking: why's he calling me 'sir'?)
waiter: what sauce would you like, sir?
me: original tomato
waiter: that's all? you can mix the sauces, sir.
me: red tomato and red garlic
waiter: ok sir
I looked at my friend and said, "how come he kept calling me sir? do i look like a guy? I don't have boobs ka?"
=.=''
I should start stuffing my bras.
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