47 Chapter 46. (1/2)

After waiting like this for twenty minutes for the waiter he still didn't show up. He was still sitting behind that counter not bothering at all with my table at all. Occasionally he would get up and serve some of the other tables of the guests that looked like they were at the limits of their patience and were about to leave.

He was actually quite skilled at determining the breaking point as he would hurry over right before reaching that level and say, ”my apologies for the wait, as you can see we are rather busy right now. It is difficult being such a popular restaurant after all. Please accept my sincere regrets at our incompetence.”

It was like I was listening to the perfect recording. The intonation, the emotion, the regret and passion to strive for perfection, I could hear it all. It was like he was a completely different person from who I spoke to earlier. Damn, I don't like you, but your posing isn't bad kid.

It was so good I started to doubt myself. Maybe he was just having a bad day and was depressed. Maybe he just got dumped by his girlfriend when I was talking to him earlier. He was looking down at his phone at that time. I didn't take a look but surely that must have been the case.

I decided to forgive the lad and walked back over to the desk he was sitting behind.

I asked, ”excuse me, I've been waiting for twenty minutes now, I'd really like to at least place my order. Would you be kind enough to just take it here?”

”Sorry valued customer, we are very busy as you can see. It may take a tiny bit more time for us to attend to you. We do apologize for the inconvenience and thank you for your patronage.”

Again it was like a monotone recording. What is with the difference in treatment? I decided to look over the desk to see what he was doing on his phone. When I saw what he was doing I almost punched a hole through the counter in rage.

FarmVille? FarmVille? Are you kidding me?! This is the reason behind the crappy service here?! When I heard his following words I almost wanted to scream.

”Who the hell is this damned hacker? How does he keep stealing all my crops and pigs?! I'm definitely going to report this guy! Sen Kami? Do you think you're a war god or something? Tch. Lame.”

I was shocked to hear the name I hadn't heard in a while. It almost felt like father in law was the one trying to sabotage my date with his daughter. I'll remember this father in law!

One more person was added to my list of people to get even with today. If things kept going at this pace, my list would end up longer than a certain fatty who dresses in red and white.

I'll be stuck checking my list twice for days on end at this rate.

Anyways, I was fed up and just as I was about to take my wife and leave a gust of wind passed by behind me. When I finished turning around I saw the waiter at my table standing their prim and proper attending to my wife.

Graahhh! This is ridiculous!

I reluctantly returned to the table where he put on his best act in front of my wife. They chatted and laughed like they were good friends from high school who were catching up with each other.

I plopped my bottom down firm and strong and let out an impressive sound for the whole restaurant to hear. I couldn't be bothered any more. I said arrogantly to the waiter, ”two orders of chicken fingers and fries and a chocolate milkshake with a couple's straw.”

The waiter responded with a nod of his head and politely said, ”right away sir.”

He turned, walked away and grumbled under his breath, ”is he a kid?”

Hmmp! You dare underestimate the power of chicken fingers and fries?! Don't you know the ladies swoon over a meal like that? Why else would it be so expensive on your menu? Amateur, don't even try to understand the ways of a true guru in the way of love.

”Husband what type of food is chicken fingers and fries?”

”My wife, it is the finest food available in this world. There is nothing that can possibly surpass this meal. I can assure you of that.”

”Really? Then why do the people in the surroundings look embarrassed for you?”

”They're not embarrassed those are looks of worship at your husband's amazing taste.”

”I see.”

After we waited for nearly an hour, our food finally arrived.

Veins were bulging on my forehead threatening to explode from high blood pressure by this point in time.

My wife didn't seem to mind, since she was a lower realm god, this amount of time was nothing but a drop of water in the ocean to her. To me, on the other hand, this was a giant slap to the face.

What kind of crappy service is this? I could've gone to a fast food restaurant twenty times while waiting for this single meal.

Whatever, at least the food is here finally. It doesn't look great but at least it doesn't look like there are any cockroach remains in it at least.

Thinking so I realized we didn't have any ketchup. I asked the waiter if he could get some for us and he said with an annoyed look, ”right way VALUED customer.”

My wife also said, ”ah can I have some as well?”

”Right away miss beautiful goddess.”

What?! Are you kidding me? This level of discrimination is too much, right?

The waiter left and came back quickly, he was holding a single small container and placed it on my wife's plate. It was clearly only enough for one person. He then turned his back and walked away like he had accomplished his mission. I grabbed the back of his shirt and said, ”hold it!”

He turned around and said, ”what?” His expression showed he really thought hard about what I possibly wanted now. It was an expression along the lines of, ”what does this useless trash want now?”

You know, I have a limit to how much I can take before exploding, right?

I was so frustrated, but I managed to keep my cool in front of my wife and said, ”where is mine?”

”Your what?”

”My ketchup.”

”You asked for ketchup?”

”Sorry valued customer, when was that? Are you sure you're remembering things correctly?”

”Look buddy, just bring me some damn ketchup.”

”Right away VALUED customer.”

Was that an eye roll? Add another to the list of people to get even with.

I'm really going to need to check that list twice from now on.

I told my wife to go ahead and start eating without me. When she placed a fry into her mouth her eyes raised into crescent moons. When she took a bite out of a chicken finger for the first time she exclaimed with bright eyes, ”what is this? It tastes so good! You didn't lie to me husband! And this red stuff, what did you call it? Ketchup? It compliments it really well!”

This was the only redemption I got out of enduring all that frustration. Watching my wife eat happily like this left me staring in a trance with my hand on my cheek.

I didn't even notice that half an hour had gone by when she had finished her meal. I still had not taken a single bite out mine yet. In fact, I had not looked at my plate since it came. I only looked at my wife's since the beginning as I wanted to make absolutely sure there was nothing wrong with it.

This place was a one star after all. Better safe than sorry.

When she had cleared her plate completely, I finally snapped out of my trance. It was only now that I realized that waiter never came back with my ketchup. I was about to just give up, pay the bill and forget about my meal; but the waiter who saw me about to stand up finally came over and dropped a small container with ketchup in it like he had just tossed garbage on the table. He walked away without another word. He wasn't even bothered enough to spare a glance towards me.

I don't think I'd ever experienced such humiliation in my life. I will never believe in one star or five stars again. They are all just lies. I'll find my safe haven in four stars from now on.

I begrudgingly took the ketchup and picked up a cold fry and chicken finger and dipped it in ketchup. I didn't bother to look as I was too busy having a staring contest with the waiter's back. When I chomped down I heard a crunch.