Just put it away please

Ok, so I'm guilty of wanting a last hurrah before Ramadan too.. Yes, I know.. Food would still be around and I can have it for buka.. But not without some degree of mob mentality or having to place your order early so the kitchen will cook it in time for buka..

I toddled along to TGI Fridays this afternoon, as I'd been having visions of that scrumptious mud pie dancing in my head for a week.. While waiting for our food, this lady and her daughter sat at the next table.. She looked pretty good, nice salon-highlighted hair, crisp shirt, jewelry etc..

So our food came and I was tucking into the appetizer when I inadvertantly caught sight of something that made me put my fork down.. The well-turned out lady had taken her shoes off and curled her legs under her.. So much so that she was almost sitting bersila and now the sole of her left feet is pointing at me..

I was so itching to say "Lady, I know you feel all comfy and berangin.. Hell, I do it too when I'm alone in the kitchen.. But that's the thing, you're not alone in your kitchen.. You're in a restaurant where complete strangers come to eat food.. The last thing we want to see is if you've been applying that cracked heel cream religiously (you should!) or those funky white spots on your toes.."

Of course, being me I settled on giving her (and her foot) dirty looks until she got the hint and put that nasty thing away..