went up to jb with my folks for the day. had manhattan for lunch.. again.. hah! seb the platters only RM42 there man! i.e. at 2.22 exchange its roughly 20 bucks, compared to S$35 here, plus the whopping gst summore. anw while we were having lunch, there was this family of four singaporeans who made a small scene. the parents were in their late fifties and the kids prob mid 20s. what happened was that they wanted this particular table that had just been vacated. unfortunately, the table was still filled with used utensils, so the waitress told them to sit at another nearby table first while the staff cleared the table. upon hearing this, the mother started bitchin a whole lot, followed by the father interrogating the poor manager on why they couldnt have that table. finally the kids scoffed off arrogantly remarking loudly that they'll eat somewhere else. fuck la.. i see alr i really buay tahan. firstly, who the fuck say ya cannot sit that table? wait for them to clear it first la. secondly, dont sit that table will die is it? why? eat the fish on that table will be tastier is it? thirdly, ya singapore dollar fucking big ar? if ya dont eat there manhattan will close shop tmr is it? its no wonder that malaysians hate us so much. i dont like saying this, but this family of singaporeans prob shyte back home, when they go to malaysia they think they macam god liddat. true big shots treat small people well, only those who dont have anything to show for bully others whom they can bully.
okay enough of that.
heard the most lyrically divine song over the radio on the way up too. well, its a really old song by alanis morissette from '95, pls take some time, pay attention to the lyrics..