Friday, January 23, 2009 11:27 PM
So I am back. Happy new year! The food in there is great.
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Wednesday, January 07, 2009 3:16 AM
So the story goes that the young man will grow up and enter a period of his life where he fights in warfares. I have reached that age. So goodbye for now as I go fight in wars. Hopefully, I don't die.
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Thursday, January 01, 2009 3:02 PM
I never believed that I would actually witness this in my real life. I always thought it was a unrealistic thing that scriptwriters or people with imaginations too vivid who came up with this but I never did imagine myself seeing one; on New Year's Day - slightly past midnight.
So we were at McDonald's and the queues were super long. I was lining up and in front of me, there was this man - slightly bald, grey hair with a slight tint of black. Earlier on, I saw him sleeping at one of the tables but it just didn't leave much of an impression. I mean, come on, some people do sleep at McDonald's. So this man, I suspect that he was having some mid-life crisis kind of thing, he enquired about a few items. The following is the conversation.
Man: Erm... You all still got the ice cream. 20 cents one.
Bemused but polite worker: 20 cents ice cream? [Turns to ask the crew leader]
Crew leader: Sorry but the ice cream is out of stock now because the machine broke.
Man: What? You don't want to sell ice cream to me?
Crew leader: No, but the machine broke down so we've been out of ice cream for a while already.
Man: Oh... okay lor...
[Crew leader leaves and continues to scream for more chicken burgers or whatsover]
Man: Erm... So now I want to order something.
Worker: Alright, what do you want sir?
Man: I want the double cheeseburger.
Worker: Okay, meal or just the burger?
Man: The burger can already. But the burger right, I don't want anything inside one. Only the meat.
SUPER CONFUSED worker: Erm... So you want the double cheeseburger without the lettuce and pickles?
Man: Ya.. Don't want anything inside at all.
Worker: So what about the cheese?
Man: Also don't want. Only the bun and the meat.
Worker: (inner monologue: This man must be crazy.) Alright sir, one double cheeseburger without the lettuce, pickles and cheese. Only the patties. Two dollars sir.
And there I was, standing right behind him. It was as if time froze just for my line as the other lines proceeded forward, I just stood there like an idiot trying to conceal my laughter.
It is funny right. I mean, why would anyone place such an order? It is as if he is out to make the crew members' lives hell. As if they weren't busy enough.
Blah...
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
