Not to belittle or demeaning...

As the title suggested, this entry is not meant to be discriminating against those "pekerja orang asing".

But a mere reflection on how things can be frustrating and a start of a day can be ruined.

Was at the Roti Prata shop along Upper Thomson Road for my brunch and was being served by the waiter.

"Roti John Prawn." as I told him in his native language.

The waiter seemed to be taken aback with my order and asked:"Is it on the menu?"

I pointed the word PRAWN to him under the submenu of "Roti John" and he duly penned down my order.

While sipping my less-than-desirable "Teh Halia", I was stunned to see a plate of "Mutarbak" placed right in front of me.

"I told him already!" said the hapless waiter who pleaded his innocence by saying he ask told the kitchen what was my order.

Good thing, the boss was right on spot to pacify everything and served the "Roti John Prawn" I had ordered moments later.

When making my payment, the boss apologized and said it was a case of misunderstanding, while I told him the uncertainty of the waiter when I placed my order.

Oh while ... Nevermind...