I was just about to take my seat when a man passed by walking furiously. The idiot nearly tipped off my drink!! That done, he was shouting. "Where is the straw?! Where is the straw?! You people don't know the right place to place it ah?!" He didn't give a second for the waiter to reply. He rushed to the cashier counter and shouted for straw again. The supervisor who happened to be there told him that it was near the sauce table. The bastard tak puas hati then scowled at him. "You supervisor kan? Don't you know where to place the straw?! I'm late for a meeting because of you!" (he made me real SICK) Then he turned around right to my table and BANG.
Fuck. This time he really spilled my drink and it was all over my shirt. Shit. I need to go to work. Pissed off, I turned at him. Polite at first (obviously he was elder than me but I wanted a quarrel).
"Excuse me sir, you just rammed into my table and spilled my drink all over."
"I was just looking for a straw and your table blocked my way."
"Bravo! That's a very solid reason hermit man (he was rather short. at least a bit shorter than I am), I admit. "
"What are you getting at? Don't you have menace talking to someone elder than you like that?"
"Practice what you preach. I might be younger than you but I guess by the way you act I can tell that you are no wiser than a 5 year old kid."
By this time everyone was looking at me and him.
Then he started shouting again like a raging mad bull. "What are you all looking at?"
I was half chuckling and addressed to him, "Sir, they have eyes sir. And so they look. You are looking at them as well sir, should they shout at you back?"
People started to laugh. And I felt power. LOL. Serves him right. Acting like a moron. From the looks, he looks like a pretty wealthy bussinessman or something. The hell I care. He need to be tamed. Unfortunately, by me.
Anyway, back to our hermit man. He was pissed off now. He came close to me and shouted,
"Watch your mouth!! You don't know who I am."
I entertained him coldly. Taking a bite of my Mc Chicken. I replied,
"Yeah right, as if I want to know who you are. You're a waste of time."
That rubbed him in. He was really fucked up. The next thing I know his hands were on my shirt. I remained calm, reached for my cup and sipped the remaining drink.
"Yes sir? Would you like to replace my shirt for a new one? You ruined it."
He was furious that I was acting so so calm. Can see that from his face. Vibrating with such anger that he could beat a rattle snake in battle.
He was ready to give me a punch when a man sitting beside my table held his hand hard.
"Back off before I call the police. You've made enough mess already. He's younger than you but he got brains and you don't."
Humiliated, he left his food and walked out of the restaurant.
The man who helped me patted me on the back.
"You're pretty good at dealing with people like him. He deserves it. I enjoyed the comedy relief for my lunch." He laughed and took his seat.
Everyone smiled at me and some gave me thumbs up. LOL. I welcomed the spotlight.
