Tuesday, May 27, 2008
My Problem with Indian People (Part 5 of a 500-part series)
They are never on time. Ever. I'm not exaggerating, they just suck at being places at the appropriate or agreed-upon time. If they make a reservation for, let's say, 8:00pm, I can guarantee you that they won't be there before 8:30, 9:45 at the latest, and complain about there not being a table or the restaurant closing, after trying to contact them 3 times. If there is a party that starts at a certain time, they will arrive at least an hour late, and complain about the food being cold or something else as ridiculous. Just remember, if you're ever meeting an Indian person anywhere, be there at least 40 minutes late, so for once they'll know what it's like to have their time wasted instead of yours.
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This is true. You have no idea how frustrating it gets when you're waiting for 15 minutes at night in front of a bar of ogling men for your fucking boyfriend to arrive when he lives only 5 minutes away and yet YOU manage to get there on time all the way from fucking Queens! No, I'm not bitter...why do you ask?
What can brown do for you?
Nothing.
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