Last week I went to this restaurant, it is beautifully decorated with lights. It looks great at night. I had not expected a crowd on a weekday.
Thus it happened. I was pissed off with the boring work at office. And the bloody traffic on the road ruined desire to be at home soon. All the morons with so called the status symbol of their car, alone contributing towards the population of cars in traffic. Whenever I was in such a frustrating situation, I used to drink to relax and calm down myself. Drinking is injurious to health, they flash on TV, on the Ad or in between a movie, many times. So I was again back to the old habit of mine, eating.
I wanted to eat something good and tasty. After reaching home, I got out of that nerdy office formal, put on jeans and a short shirt and headed straight to the restaurant alone.
An enjoyable dinner can pacify the mind at the end of a hectic day.
After reaching the restaurant I tried to find a table for myself, it was a bit crowded for a weekday. There were couples, one or two families. I had almost occupied a table that had 4 chairs. Interrupted by someone. I looked back. This was the man who takes orders.
He asked, for how many people I needed table. And I was just myself.
There begun the tragedy. He requested me to shift to another table which had two chairs. And it was towards a corner of the sitting area. That’s the predicament of being single and going to a restaurant. I could see others, chatting and eating. I placed my order and waited till it arrived. In between the time made a couple of calls.
I had my delicious dinner and a lesson. Though I never tip for they charge service charge and VAT, this time I put a 10% of the bill as tip and left.