NYDC
55,000 deaths confirmed and rising. Fast. Here is another appeal for donations by the Sri Lanka Airlines (via A L).
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We had dinner at the new NYDC (outside The Heeren) tonight, courtesy of M, who'd scored the highest among us this examinations. Congratulations! :)
45 minutes after we'd placed our order, and after politely requesting the waitress to check on our food a couple of times, we were informed that there was a "mix up," and that our order had just been received by the kitchen.
We huddled around to discuss -- amused, more than anything else. Then someone wondered out loud if perhaps we should request for free food, but how do you do that without sounding cheap, really? "Can you give us free food?" sounds so... Singaporean. Hur hur.
Anyway, we did finally come up with a script, just to see if they would give us free brownie(s). It was a performance that took us more than you can imagine, just to keep our faces straight. It worked, and dessert was on the house -- although whether or not it came with free spit, we will never know. It was the wrong brownie too, from the one we ordered, but we figured we wouldn't complain anymore since it was free.
The rest of the night even saw the manager waiting on us hand and foot, checking in every five minutes to see if "everything was okay," and taking pains to arrange our cutlery with impeccable precision, leaving us even more bemused, and frankly, a little bewildered.
Now you know. Ask for your free brownie.
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We had dinner at the new NYDC (outside The Heeren) tonight, courtesy of M, who'd scored the highest among us this examinations. Congratulations! :)
45 minutes after we'd placed our order, and after politely requesting the waitress to check on our food a couple of times, we were informed that there was a "mix up," and that our order had just been received by the kitchen.
We huddled around to discuss -- amused, more than anything else. Then someone wondered out loud if perhaps we should request for free food, but how do you do that without sounding cheap, really? "Can you give us free food?" sounds so... Singaporean. Hur hur.
Anyway, we did finally come up with a script, just to see if they would give us free brownie(s). It was a performance that took us more than you can imagine, just to keep our faces straight. It worked, and dessert was on the house -- although whether or not it came with free spit, we will never know. It was the wrong brownie too, from the one we ordered, but we figured we wouldn't complain anymore since it was free.
The rest of the night even saw the manager waiting on us hand and foot, checking in every five minutes to see if "everything was okay," and taking pains to arrange our cutlery with impeccable precision, leaving us even more bemused, and frankly, a little bewildered.
Now you know. Ask for your free brownie.
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