So there was once when the brother from Japan came back for a short while, I think it should be around... erm, okay I forgot when. Anyways, we went to this Esquire Kitchen in Sungai Wang and had our lunch. Had quite a lot of stuff. Some pork ribs, some soup, some lemon chicken and I think there's another pork dish. Can't quite remember. *chuckles* His treat. So yeah. When we're done, he took out his credit card to clear the bill.
The young waiter, I'd say in his late teens, if not early 20s, came back a while later, with all the receipt and cards and whatever stuff and shove the receipt in front of me.
I looked at him with this funny eyes, trying hard not to laugh, then I turned to look at the receipt again. He shove me a pen and pointed at one spot on the receipt, supposedly to mean where I was suppose to sign.
I looked back at him and smiled. He still looked blurred. In a way I supposed he was thinking "Hello, what are you waiting for?!"
I pushed the whole thing across the table to the brother and smiled sheepishly at the waiter.
"It's not mine dear. It's his card."
*LMAO*
Right. It's either that waiter has problem with his cognitive skills as to tell who's older and who's younger, or I really do looked that OLD. But I suspect it's the former. Puh-leaze! It's pretty obvious that the brother is older, and I looked barely the age of puberty! *sniggering* Okay okay, maybe not that exagerating. But still...
It's still a joke really. I'm not old!!!
The young waiter, I'd say in his late teens, if not early 20s, came back a while later, with all the receipt and cards and whatever stuff and shove the receipt in front of me.
I looked at him with this funny eyes, trying hard not to laugh, then I turned to look at the receipt again. He shove me a pen and pointed at one spot on the receipt, supposedly to mean where I was suppose to sign.
I looked back at him and smiled. He still looked blurred. In a way I supposed he was thinking "Hello, what are you waiting for?!"
I pushed the whole thing across the table to the brother and smiled sheepishly at the waiter.
"It's not mine dear. It's his card."
*LMAO*
Right. It's either that waiter has problem with his cognitive skills as to tell who's older and who's younger, or I really do looked that OLD. But I suspect it's the former. Puh-leaze! It's pretty obvious that the brother is older, and I looked barely the age of puberty! *sniggering* Okay okay, maybe not that exagerating. But still...
It's still a joke really. I'm not old!!!
5 Jujus:
You mean you still have an older brother?
If i were you, i would have just signed it.
Laugh, laugh, laugh.
For me it's the other way around, people always think i am young. Don't be jealous. :P
jason: yah. :D
daohui: sign it? for wat? its not my card wat. and nolar, wat for jealous at looking young, might as well BE young no? kekeke
ehem.. dah tua tu.. tua lah. rotflmao! maybe because you wear glasses?
i wasnt wearing glasses lor tat time. i dun wear glasses when i go out one...
i suspect it's the thick eyebrow. :P
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