All right, I believe most of us are familiar with this situation, whether it was something we said or a misinterpretation of words by others. Sometimes it can lead to serious problems, other times it can bring lots of laugh and reminds us that that we are all prone to mistakes. Allow me to share my part of this rather awkward experience.
Situation: Shall it be apple or shall it be milk?
It was Saturday and I was spending the weekends with my elder brother. That night we decided to dine outside in a nearby restaurant. As usual, I would order a plate of 'nasi goreng amerika' and refreshing glass of 'epal susu'. So we called out a waiter and had our orders taken. A few minutes later our drinks came, or so i thought. The so called 'epal susu' I ordered looks abit too milky. At first I thought there was more milk than apple and I would have no problems whatsoever except that it wasn’t, it was milk, just plain milk. I was like "Okay...this is new, might as well order again." I thought, so I called the waiter;
Me: Waiter.
Waiter: Yes, what can i get you?
Me: Umm,i ordered 'epal susu' but only got milk.
Waiter: Sorry about that sir, your drink will be ready soon.
Shortly after that, the food came and as usual I said my prayers and passionately (if you would ) ate the "nasi goreng amerika". Halfway into it my drink finally came and I was in for an awkward surprise. I could not guess whether it was another mistake or a witty gesture from that darn waiter but the drink that came this time was apple juice with no hint of milk. At the same time my brother and I look at each other, locked in a brief but awkward silence. "No worries, for tonight is my treat." said my brother, breaking the still moment. In order to bring and end to this random moment, i called the waiter once more;
Me: Waiter...
Waiter: Yes sir?
Me: Can i have a bigger glass?
Waiter: Sure no problem.
Me: (Sigh)(Yeah, right...)
So in the end I managed to get a glass big enough to mix together the two drinks. As apple finally meet milk after being so long apart thanks to some genius waiter, the two bonded together like in any other cliche fairy tale in a coherent embrace and their lovechild, "epal susu" was finally born!And about time too, my thirst was damn right unquestionable and the lovechild was gulped down in less than a minute. As I bid farewell to the restaurant I looked at my brother and said, "Ngah, tomorrow we 'bungkus' and eat at home, okay?'.
DAS ENDE....
Quote of the day: A man chooses, a slave obeys...
