Wedding Diner - Part 2
Wow! What a diner had yesterday! Mmm… what word to describe?..…
ah! ‘Cin Cai”
First, I sit with two other fren on a table. Diner almost start, still no ppl turn up at our table. Still three of us. The bride invited us to sit to another table.
Uh? Is this a small table? I think this table can only fit 8 ppl. Well, nvm-lah. Give face-mah.
The diner start without our notice, the groom and the bride come in quietly and sit on their table. Once they sit, the first official dish comes out. So simple? No Kitaro music? No Sammi music? No any music?
The waiter serve me with Chinese tea first. After a glass, I request for Coke. Immediately, he took my glass away and pour out the Chinese tea and fill with Coke. Without forgetting, he also put on some ice. WTF service is this??? No extra clean glass-liao???
My fren complain on no beer serve. As I was looking for the beer lady, she always hanging on a few table only. She seems to avoid to serve more beer. I only get the beer once I call another waitress. Finally beer came. Yum Sing!!!!
The most suffering part for Chinese Wedding Diner is kara-ok section. Those uncle and aunty rush up to the small stage to perform their ‘given’ telent. The high decibel noise plus all classic Chinese love song flow all over the hall and make me noxious.
Current day, those part time Wedding Diner Singer have their private CD. They bring cheap pirated old song CD for the DJ to perform their very best- sing with soul and tear and fart and whatever shit. Some even have the disco turn table remix version!!! (surface damage on the cheap scale pirated CD)
Well, is the third dish- steam fish. Just like fashion show, the bride quickly changed the evening gown and start the ‘yum sing’ section with the attendant. Well, is our table’s turn.
YUM…… SING……
I drink drink and drink until lost count on how many glasses.
Ppl on the left come and yum sing,
ppl on the right come and yum sing,
ppl on the front come and yum sing,
ppl on the back come and yum sing,
The worst part, a drunk uncle dunno come from which hell come and yum sing.
Without thinking, I call the one and only lady to give a solid Hennessey without ice (about a glass full) and give to this asshole uncle.
Whateverthing : Uncle! Come! Bottoms up! (pass the solid Hennessey to uncle)
(I’m holding Chinese Tea)
Whateverthing: Uncle! YUM………. tiu nia SING!!!!!!!!!! ( bottoms up!!!!)
When the diner end, uncle vomit like hell and whateverthing smile like evil devil.
Uncle, Tiu Nia Sing!!!!
ah! ‘Cin Cai”
First, I sit with two other fren on a table. Diner almost start, still no ppl turn up at our table. Still three of us. The bride invited us to sit to another table.
Uh? Is this a small table? I think this table can only fit 8 ppl. Well, nvm-lah. Give face-mah.
The diner start without our notice, the groom and the bride come in quietly and sit on their table. Once they sit, the first official dish comes out. So simple? No Kitaro music? No Sammi music? No any music?
The waiter serve me with Chinese tea first. After a glass, I request for Coke. Immediately, he took my glass away and pour out the Chinese tea and fill with Coke. Without forgetting, he also put on some ice. WTF service is this??? No extra clean glass-liao???
My fren complain on no beer serve. As I was looking for the beer lady, she always hanging on a few table only. She seems to avoid to serve more beer. I only get the beer once I call another waitress. Finally beer came. Yum Sing!!!!
The most suffering part for Chinese Wedding Diner is kara-ok section. Those uncle and aunty rush up to the small stage to perform their ‘given’ telent. The high decibel noise plus all classic Chinese love song flow all over the hall and make me noxious.
Current day, those part time Wedding Diner Singer have their private CD. They bring cheap pirated old song CD for the DJ to perform their very best- sing with soul and tear and fart and whatever shit. Some even have the disco turn table remix version!!! (surface damage on the cheap scale pirated CD)
Well, is the third dish- steam fish. Just like fashion show, the bride quickly changed the evening gown and start the ‘yum sing’ section with the attendant. Well, is our table’s turn.
YUM…… SING……
I drink drink and drink until lost count on how many glasses.
Ppl on the left come and yum sing,
ppl on the right come and yum sing,
ppl on the front come and yum sing,
ppl on the back come and yum sing,
The worst part, a drunk uncle dunno come from which hell come and yum sing.
Without thinking, I call the one and only lady to give a solid Hennessey without ice (about a glass full) and give to this asshole uncle.
Whateverthing : Uncle! Come! Bottoms up! (pass the solid Hennessey to uncle)
(I’m holding Chinese Tea)
Whateverthing: Uncle! YUM………. tiu nia SING!!!!!!!!!! ( bottoms up!!!!)
When the diner end, uncle vomit like hell and whateverthing smile like evil devil.
Uncle, Tiu Nia Sing!!!!
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Friday, October 14, 2005
