This happened to me a long time ago when I was a little boy but I remember it well. My mother and I went out to eat at a restaurant in our local shopping centre. The restaurant looked nice and we were taken to our seat. It was only when a waitress arrived that the hell began. The waitress was a snooty and bad tempered girl who practically ordered us to tell her what we wanted. Back then I was a bit of a fussy eater and I ordered chips while my mother ordered a baked potato. After waiting a while the snappy waitress comes over with what is supposed to be our food. My chips looked OK, but when I took a bite I discovered they were badly undercooked. My mother’s was even worse; it was rather cold and tasted funny. Needless to say it was one of the most unpleasant meals we had ever had. We didn’t want to complain as we were not the sort to complain. Plus from the looks of the miserable and bad tempered staff we might end up on the menus ourselves! But still at least the place had great ice cream!
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