I swear this is what the door-bitch at MOS told a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend of a business associate of mine who tried an excuse that went “I am wanting to entertain my business client from Hong Kong, and he’s leaving tomorrow so can you let us in?”:
This is Singapore, you have to queue.
Also, apparently, the manager at MOS has been sacked because the queues have been too long.
There are other things to do on the eve of another public holiday – go eat Hay Mee. This time, I got to the Adam Road Food Centre’s Hay Mee stall just before they closed.
Hay Mee Man 1 asked Hay Mee Man 2 if he would make another bowl because they were just about to clean up and close up. HM1 and HM2 were a lot more cheerful than the one I met over Christmas.
Wah, so late then eat ah?
Yah, late lunch, no dinner, that’s why.
Orh. Party already then come and eat ah?
No lah. Work late then come and eat.
Don’t bluff lah.
Yah, my friend was talking about your Hay Mee, so must come and eat lor?
Orh, first time ah?
No lah. Eat many times already.
Orh. OK Goodnight.