I went to buy breakfast at 9.20am and only got home at 10am. Why? Cause the hawkers of the wanton noodles stall totally ignored me! When people who ordered after me got their order before me, I lost my usual patience and asked whether mine was done yet for the third time in an angry tone. Either that worked cause the person in charge of cooking noticed me and passed me my order finally or simply cause it was my turn. If not because my elder sis wanted to eat wanton noodles, I would have cancelled my order. I told myself I will never go back to that stall again cause I am not going to give people like that business.

My second sister came to our house and wanted to eat wanton noodles too. I went to get it from a coffeeshop instead.