We went to Poom, a niceish restaurant downtown with some attractive waiters and were given far too much food.
Here's the order of events:
Waiter: Servicee (he places down bread and dips on the table)
Us: Oh, thank you! (gladly tuck in)
Waiter: Your food (gives us our meals, side dishes of salad and of course, pickles)
Us: Yum! (hardly take a bite before the waiter is back)
Waiter: Servicee (shyly places french fries on our table)
Us: Oh, thank you! (grinning at each other cos he was cute)
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Then we eat our meals and become very, very full.
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Waiter: What would you like for dessert?
Us: Nothing, thanks. We are fine.
Waiter: It's free. What do you want? (obviously, not going to take no as an answer)
Us: Oh, ok. I guess ice cream is ok. Just one. We will share.
Waiter: Here are your desserts (gives us each a big cup full of ice cream, cornflakes, and crackers)
Us: Oh man I'm full. I can't do this.
Waiter: Servicee (puts cake on the table and runs away before we can refuse)
Us: I DON'T UNDERSTAND KOREA
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| I ninetiesed it up |
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