Paiseh

(Went to the counter to get the cake which I placed in the fridge. There's a shisha table next to the counter, seeing that no waiter was around, I approached the guy at the shisha table instead. He was wearing plain black, doing some ingredients thingy with his hands.)

"Erm hi, just now I asked someone to place a cake in the fridge just now, it's in a Starbucks paper bag. Can I have it please?"

Politely he answered "A cake? Oh okay, which table are you sitting?"

"Er it's okay. I can bring it up myself"

"Oh, hold on a minute, I'll check with them"

(He stepped into the kitchen and talked to one of the fella, and I thought I heard he said customer, oh what have I done??)

"Oh sorry!! *gasp*"

"Nahh, it's okay :)"

(Crap, what on earth... Then only I started to notice he was wearing shorts. Dang! He's not working here. And the staff in the kitchen were taking years to look for that cake, while I was dropping my face. Can't they take it out faster??)

"Everything okay?"

"Yeah yeah, they're taking it out for me. Thanks."

"Alright."

(Quickly grabbed the cake, went back up to the gang. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE CAROL LEE?? WHY DID YOU CHOOSE THE WRONG GUY, he's kind of good looking, TO ASK THE WRONG QUESTION??)

PAISEH DAOOO :$