Is it just me or is....

Phew! What a weekend! In both good and bad ways.

Last Saturday, my cousin, her boyfriend, my boyfriend and me were breaking fast at New Hawa Restaurant & Cafe (crappy) at the Waterloo Branch. For those who are unaware of what the place is about, it is "Singapore's First Halal Authentic Steamboat" that is sure to tantalise your taste buds. My a**, they should really change to "Ripping Your Patience And Make You Swear in this blessed Ramadan month".

When we stepped into the restaurant, the makcik over the counter was already nagging to us about the reservation that was cancelled which took up i think only 20% of the whole place. The place is not big, mind you. Which was not a good way to greet your customers who are mentally and physically drained. Emotional drained for me cos ive gotta be more patient since i ROAR most of the time.

so back to the story, he was pissed off for having to listen to her and asked her to shut her trap and showed us our reserved table. From the time we have our big and tired butts sat on the chair, there was really no one that attended to us. i have to personally go over the counter to make my own queries. That said, the other couple finally reached. When we wanted to place an order, once again nobody was there to take our orders. This time round, Faizah & bf were the ones to go over the counter and order.

Azan is already on the radio and its time for us to break our fast. Our drinks are not here and neither are our food. What pissed me off the most was that the family that came AFTER us were happily digging in. So he went over to the counter again. This auntie then came over and the words that came outta her mouth were unbelievable.

"Im sorry i forgot".

I feel like punching her face in and out and this is for real man. Half and hour of waiting for nothing. My hands were shaking and felt light at the same time (i think i was restraining myself to give her face a good blue black). She really were testing our patience. Anger really took over me and left no traces of courtesy and Ms Nicey. I raised my voice and threatened to walk away and not even pay for the drinks that they sent 5 mins ago.

It was not even 1 minute after my outburst and suddenly the food we ordered come from different directions. Crappy shit service. And don't get me started abt the rice incident. Ok i shall start abt it. We ordered the chicken rice instead of plain rice. When the rice came, it was all plain rice. Hello!!!!!!!! One stupid crap after another.

Well, this is another story which happened on the next day.

Me and 5 other galfriends were planning to break our fast together at Geylang. But only my best friend and me were there, so we went to book a place. The food centre at Haig Rd was very packed and they opened new tables earlier than expected. So we booked a table and told the Indian guy that we would be expecting 4 other people to join us. And he replied, "I would only open the table when they are here".

What the fark! So can you tell me whats the point of reservation again? He really defeated the purpose! What got on my nerves was he kept coming over and kept askin where are the rest. Then, the other 2 came and we placed an order first. after a few minutes, he came over and asked, "So where are the other 2??".

I swear i wanted to stand up and knock his head with the chair. What's the freakin diff now since all the tables are taken up?? Without much hesitation, i shouted back at him,"They are on the way. Do you think im a freakin liar?!". He then walked away. What's your freaking prob ASS? You don't have to vent your frustration on us just becos you didn't get it last night!!

Im such a nicey nice nice and situations like this made me nasty. So service people, beware. If you're out there to test my patience, teh retort would be even worse than what you know now. Just hope and pray that you will not see me on your bad day.