This is possibly the best wanton noodle in Singapore. And this caption doesn’t really have anything to do with my story below.
I was queuing up at Hwa Kee this evening, you know, the really good wanton noodle stall at East Coast Parkway hawker centre with the loveliest char siew bits in town.
I reached the stall just in time, right before a long queue formed behind me.
Then this short, stocky guy comes up to me from the left side and he asked:
“Can you let me stand in front of you? This was my place just now.”
I processed this question in my head for like one second and said: “Please go behind the queue.”
“But I was standing here just now!”
“And how would I know that?”
He glared at me angrily and said: “OK! Carry on!” and he stomped to the back of the long queue.
Till now, I can’t believe that conversation happened.
I try to believe everyone is worth a measure of respect but that guy is a real idiot.