o.k., i haven’t been in a while, but how come this bad service thing never happened to me at jitlada? i mean, i’m unhip, fat, ugly and lack anything approaching “charm.” and baby, i am NOT a patient man. d.c. restaurants used to send me into paroxysms because they’d never bring the fucking check. and don’t even get me started on – shudder – vancouver.
why the hell am i so special these service nightmares never happened to me?