Sunday, September 02, 2007
Times like these, I wish I lived alone.
We couldn't decide on a place for dinner. Well, more like my Dad couldn't decide where he wanted to go. So that resulted in a long discussion which ended in going to a western restaurant that was recommended on TV.
So ok, we head off. Then my Dad, started bitching, "I can't seem to orientate myself.", "I don't know where the hell are we.", "I hate going out at night.", and "I can't read the map, I give up. You guys decide where to go." And I'm like WTF?
Then when we finally got to the place, we had to wait. He was quiet during the wait, so that was alright.
But when we got down to ordering and waiting, he started bitching again. "Why this don't have, that don't have?", "Why do we have to wait so long?", "I'm never come back here again." and "Saturday night best is stay at home and don't go out."
The wait was really long like abt 30-45 mins. I admit, the wait was rather ridiculous but come on. Its bad enough that everyone's very hungry and WE all have to wait. So stop all that bitching and try to make it easy for everyone.
But Nooooooooo... He bitches and bitches and bitches.
Before dinner is even done, he leaves the restaurant and heads down to the coffee shop for his 'dinner'.
The moment he left, I turned to my Mom, "Kao pei, kao pei, kao pei. Whole night kao pei. I should have just stayed at home."
So we settled the bill thereafter and went to look for him at the coffee shop. He ordered Hor Fun.
The moment we sat down, he started bitching again. "I don't know what the hell I'm eating.", "Should have gone for teochew porridge."
My mom couldn't take it and walked away.
Life goes on...