While I was getting my lunch from the coffeeshop near my place, I placed my tray on a table and almost landed my butt on the chair when I suddenly realised a group of men dressed in formal wear staring at me. I wondered why they were doing that and started to raise my head to see who they were. Suddenly, to my horror, I found one of the person staring straight at me looking so familiar, but I could not determine who he was at that instant. Not until I turned my head to navigate my eyes through the different faces on the table. MY SSM LECTURERS!!!
If you are a loving reader to my blog and been kept updated. You should have known by now who these people are. Just in short, they are the horror lecturers who scream, shout and push you to your limits during a module which teaches us how to operate in an F&B restaurant. Both fine dining and casual.
So these group of men. They were looking straight into my face and laughing at me. I broke the silence by saying a word of "Hi". I sat down on my table to finish my lunch, trying to catch glimpse of what my lecturers were doing. Its cool yet shocking to know that your lecturers all the way from temasek poly in tampines coming to some where in serangoon just for lunch. Perhaps the duck they sell here are indeed worth its reputation that food critics cum lovers travel all the way here.
I finished my lunch and stood there not willing to take my ass off the chair because I'm too afraid to bid them goodbye. So I waited for awhile before they left. For a moment, I felt that my heart almost popped right out of its sockets onto my bowl of noodles. What a socking experience.

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