I had a few hours to kill before heading to bed, so I was wondering around the hotel looking for something light to eat and stumbled upon Inagiku.
I approached the hostess and asked for a menu which she replied that she had none and walked me inside to a waitress. The hostess told her to kindly show me the menu to which the waitress replied under her breath, “Yan lang? *tsk*” and judged me head to toe by what I was wearing (I was wearing purple marbled leggings). Little does she know I understood what she said and noticed her looking at me whilst I was looking at the menu. Regardless of the little attitude she had, I still ate at the restaurant and ordered tempura udon, which is the best I’ve had in a long while.
I get it. The waitress probably had a long day. I’ve worked in the food industry before. Shifts can be quite hectic especially when it’s near closing, but honestly if you don’t have anything nice to say, just keep your mouth shut.
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