I'm using Gary's lappy to post! ^^ Having lunch with him now. Hahaha...

I finally got a personal tip in yonks. =D Last night, this Indian man and his friend came and sat at Table 16. They were so annoying!! Kept shouting my name across the cafe (I hate nametags), and whenever I went over, they'd argue in front of me whether the friend would be having wine/beer, or dessert.

It was freaking annoying!!! And every single time (every single time, I swear) I went over, they would always chit-chat with me. HELLO, I HAVE A JOB TO DO. I DON'T HAVE TIME TO STAND THERE FOR 5 MINUTES LISTENING TO YOU ARGUE OVER WHETHER HE'S EATING OR DRINKING! For heaven's sake, he's the one paying, I think he has a choice whether he wants to eat or not, right? -.-"

It got to the point when I'd hide outside, or make myself busy, just not to serve them. I'd cringe everytime I heard "ANGEL!" boom out across the cafe. Even one of the customers who was shifting outside came to me and told me to bear with it, said that you'll get jerks every now and then. -.-" By 9pm, I was telling myself that if he didn't leave a fucking huge tip, I'd make sure he gets it from me.

I was really ready to tell him not to shout my name, if it happened again. Thank God it didn't happen, and he left a $20 tip. Half of it went to me! =D Not bad, considering I also got to eat some Panfried Dory, a carrot cake, mushroom soup and other random rubbish stuff that you'll usually get when you work the closing shift. =D