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Shameless Gwai Lows

What is the first thing you assume when a customer walks into your cafe? That it's a customer, right? That this person is going to order something from your cafe and you are going to go all out of your way to make this customer happy so that he gives you his hard earned cash...something we hopefully have earned, right?


Not someone who is going to order from another stall and make you clean up afterwards, right?


Right. 


Yet, some people have no shame whatsoever and they sit outside your cafe, order from a competitor and sit there. Knowing me, what do I do? I don't take this sh*t, man. I write it on the board, loud as a roaring jet plane, that the seats are for customers only. ONLY CUSTOMERS!


Did they see it? Obviously so because the whiteboard is under their fat noses.


And since they are not customers, they should have gotten the message and hightail out of there, right? No, they did not. They sat there, staring at the white board and dissed me. I can't do anything because the cafe is technically not mine and besides, this cafe is in a little condo area where it is a little like a Gwai-Low community and everyone knows where each others' kids go to school. 


A relative LIVES there and if she was to create a scene, there's gonna be a lot to take for the cafe. As it is, it is not making the millions that we initially envisaged it to make. (Nah, joking. It's making...but not the millions) So, it would totally ruin everything for the owners if I stepped in and righted the wrong. 


So, I sat there like a dufus, not really believing that I have to stand there and say/do nothing. I physically felt a cellophane tape over my mouth. Like there was a starving villageful of people right in front of me that I can't feed. Like having chicken pox - itch all over, can't scratch. 


Darn. But don't you think it's common sense that if you wanted to purchase from the competitor, you ought to ask the competitor to provide you with a table and chair. OK, and if we decided to be 'friendly' about this, shouldn't they have the courtesy to clear the table, and put the tables and chairs back to where they originally found them. 


These people are shameless. 
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