Oooi! Where’s my drink? I can count up to 4!!

Oooi! Where’s my drink? I can count up to 4!!


I know I know, it’s sinful to eat KFC. Believe me, I have repented in the last few days and have been feeling very remorseful since.

But but, it was really tiring to go through one whole hour of saxophone class, so i decided to reward myself with a dose of KFC. I was patiently waiting for my order to be assembled when a voice boomed behind me,”Look here!” An uncle in T-shirt and berms was poking aggressively at his KFC discount coupons (almost making holes in them) and without a polite word of “excuse me”, he started barking at the cashier.

“I ordered this, this and this so I should get 4 drinks, why did you only give me 3?! If I didn’t count (as if it was so difficult to count from 3 to 4… duh.. wonder where he went to receive his primary school education), you would have CHEATED me of 1 drink!!”

I was just wondering, was his one miserable drink so expensive that KFC had to resort to cheating him out of it and he had to shout at someone about it. Sheesh…

The poor girl apologised fervently and gave him one drink. He threw her a malevolent look and stormed off. Gosh! What an attitude!! Who did he think he was?? It’s just a drink, for goodness’ sake…

Anyway, being nosier than usual, I took a seat near to his happy little family which consisted of him, his wife and 2 children. Throughout the whole meal, not many words were exchanged and he continued eating with a sour look on his face. At that point of time, I regretted (again..) that I didn’t buy a camera phone, so that I could snap his face on the spot and post it here!!! Ack!

Didn’t look like there was much communication going on there, and I wondered why… It would like quite strange if I were alone and was communicating with myself, but i can’t imagine eating my lunch in silence if there were 3 other people I know around me.

So, there I was, feeling pity for the counter girl and “kapoing” at them from the corner of my eyes. He finished first and started digging at his teeth.. IN PUBLIC!! (regretted not buying a camera phone, again..) Feeling something beneath his slippers, he turned it up and… flicked a little bit of chicken stuck to the sole with his finger (YES! THE SAME ONE HE USED TO DIG AT HIS TEETH!) and then… he DUG AT HIS TEETH AGAIN! EEeewwww….!!!!

This was a typical someone who had no sense of hygiene and thought that he could scold others just because he could count more than 3 and had the money to buy KFC. Duh!! An interesting thought popped up,”Would his children grow up to be like him?” *Shiver* He just multiplied himself by 2x…(2 children mah! Can’t you count??!!)

0 thoughts on “Oooi! Where’s my drink? I can count up to 4!!

  1. Let me offer another perspective — maybe he’s a poor bloke who has just learnt from the hospital that his wife has passed away, and he’s really feeling very moody right now.

  2. Let me offer another perspective — maybe he’s a poor bloke who has just learnt from the hospital that his wife has passed away, and he’s really feeling very moody right now.

  3. His children were calling the woman, who was sitting beside him, “Mummy”….

    How could you curse his wife although he was so obnoxious??!!! Tsk tsk!

  4. His children were calling the woman, who was sitting beside him, “Mummy”….

    How could you curse his wife although he was so obnoxious??!!! Tsk tsk!

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