yesterday i decided to have some dinner with my old friend Eric. well, he isn’t old, as a matter of fact we’ve only known each other for less than a year. regardless, i think labeling him as my old friend Eric makes the story sound a little better. anyway, we out to dinner me Eric and one of his other friends, who I had not before until then but she was cool. We decide to go have Chinese food at this place that Eric and his friend had been to a few times in Gendora about five minutes from my house. it was this hole in the wall kind of place and it was named Chinese Restaurant (pretty creative). so we get there and the place is relatively empty, i think just one other table on the opposite side of the restaurant was occupied. the three of us sit down at a table near the window and then enter’s our waiter, a medium height skinny Asian guy, about 50 or 60 years old and and eyebrows tilted downward toward the center of his face. they reminded me of Oscar the grouch. ”what you want eat”. and the way he said that was just so stereotypical i almost started laughing immediately. Eric’s friend then replied, “i’m not sure what i want yet” and then our waiter tells her “you want Chinese food” in the same rude tone he had at the beginning of the conversation. and what was so funny is that he was acting like we were the stupid ones. he had just arrived and the dude was already sick of our asses. after that he adds, “not no PIZZA!” as if the domino’s across the street was taking his business away. at the moment i had to hold back the huge laugh i had inside me letting only few a grunts and chuckles out. we ordered our drinks and then the waiter left the table to get them. at that moment i busted out laughing. ”what the fuck!” i whispered loudly. Eric said “that’s mr. chin”. i laughed again and replied “what the hell is his problem?” and Eric told me about old mr.chin and all the previous experiences he had in that restaurant. apparently he’s like that all the time. mr.chin was total asshole, and i was about to experience that shit for myself.

when mr.chin came back with our drinks he pulled out his pad to take our order. he took Eric’s order first, then Eric’s friend, and then he asked me what i wanted by shaking his head in my direction. i immediately felt the pressure of how quickly i was ordering my food and new that mr.chin was growing even more impatient with me so i tried to hurry up. i ordered the orange chicken and then mr.chin snatched the menu outta my hand and hurried to the back of the kitchen. i started laughing so hard. i could not understand what the hell this guys problem was. but at the same time the situation was comical i couldn’t stop myself from laughing whenever he left our table. when he came back Eric’s friend asked for some more of those crispy noodles to put in her won-ton soup (i think that it is what is called) and he said “you gonna tip me more?” and i busted out laughing, but he was dead serious. he looked at her with this cold look and stared her down until she let this scared sounding “okay” and then left to go get them. mr.chin was a complete jerk. the entire evening went like that. but the at the very end of the mr.chin adds insult to my already injured spirit by staring at my legs as i go out of the booth. the bottom of my dress had rolled up exposing the majority of my thighs mr.chin stared at my legs as if he was waiting for the rest of my dress to come up so he could get a good peak at my ass. i felt so violated.

that was the most fucked up restaurant experience of my life. but by far the most entertaining as well. the worst part is i’m probably going to back to that restaurant. my orange chicken was delicious.

I went to Medieval Times last night. I was on the side with the yellow knight. He was out in the very first round. I was pretty pissed. The green and red knight were the hottest ones out there. It was the black n’ white knight who won. It was kinda cool, and incredibly lame at the same time. I still had a good time. I had never eaten chicken with my hand before. It wasnt nearly as bad as I thought it was gonna be.

I thought I would be the perfect set up for a movie. Not a movie about knights and elves and paupers and shit. I mean a movie about the pathetic souls forced to work there. What a bummer. The poor actors who never made it big, I mean this is their full time job.

The high school students working part time who are probably making out in the back of kitchen. While the others slapping the half a chicken on the guests plates while gossiping about how the Princess banged the green knight.

I could see it all in one motion picture in my mind. It would have kind of a ditry humor to it, and of course somebody would fall in love.

I’m not give away too many details, someone might steal this magical idea I just had. But realistically I probably won’t do anything about it anyway so it really doesn’t matter.