oldtown kopitiam

went to oldtown again today. with the same budak gila yg rase saham die dh naik tu. i love hanging out at that place coz its very cozy n windy n customer friendly. i seldom eat the heavy food offered there though, i doubt the halal status of the ingredients. so mainly i just drink lemon coke n eat the yummy kaya toast or the blueberry ice cream since they're just simple food.

okay back to the main story. i can consider myself as a regular customer. so i can almost recognise all of the waiters n waitress working there. there's this male waiter i've been eyeing him for awhile now. his face seems familiar to me, quite handsome for a foreigner. Burmese or Filipino or Vietnamese, u know, those kind of unique Asian look. whenever i go there, he'll sure be the one who serves me. maybe its a coincidence, maybe he just happens to be serving the customers outside [usually i'll be sitting in the open air section]. whichever theory lah kan.


the most annoying thing happened today. this very waiter, as usual serves my table without fail. took our orders, brought me my lemon coke n budakgila's toast n milk tea. even before i read the damn menu, he stood there beside me, readily, full-spirited, waiting for me to write my orders. at first i thought, "okaylah, die ni busy kot. sbb tu die nak amek order aku cepat2." being an understanding person i am, i dun really mind at all his presence there.


me n budakgila ate n chitchatted happily n joked our private jokes. suddenly, this male waiter, i shall name him MR. NOSEY, appeared out of the blue n decided to stand by our table n pretend to look somewhere else. CLOSE ENOUGH THERE'S NOT EVEN A GAP BETWEEN HIM N THE TABLE. yeah, that close people. can u imagine how the heck i felt that very moment? my patience was challenged then, but i just kept my cursings to myself. didn't want to start a scene there.


i thought that was it when he just walk away from our table after a few [very long] minutes. but noooooooooo. Mr. nosey there didn't plan to invade our privacy just once. few moments past n there he was, standing right next to me again, close enough i'm sure he can easily listen to our private conversation. goddamn, i swearrrr it felt very awkward. what was he trying to do? pretend that he's james bond n try to gain as much informations from us as he can? he should count his blessing. coz in the future if he tries to be nosey again, i might just hav a bitch fit n only god knows what'll happen to him then.


so next time if u go to the oldtown kopitiam in taipan, beware of mr. nosey here. he might be up to no good. hahahaaa, or worst, he might be working for the bad guys. who knows. i'll put up his picture if i manage to capture one for all you beloved blogreaders to see. overall, i think most of the waiter n waitresses there really isnt qualified to work there, they seriously need to learn how to speak bm n english. sepatah haram pun xtau susah la nak communicate kan?

watched the curious case of benjamin button at farhana's.

oh boy, what a sadsad story.

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