Wednesday, 1 April 2009

my favourite shirt

is a Timberland Tee. not because of the brand or anything but because it fits me. hard to find a good shirt that fits a well rounded guy like me.

so I wore this shirt to celebrate my wife's birthday. and we went to a hotel restaurant in terminal 3. so we were seated at a table for 2 where we were surrounded by tables for 5-12 people. so obviously there would be groups of 5s and 12s coming for dinner.

then about 30-40 mins into our dinner, the groups came. I was just walking towards my seat when some of the people from the groups were looking at me with a "do I know this fat guy" look. I'm totally puzzled. was it because I look good in my tee? or was it coz of the plate of roast pork loin (my absolute fav from this buffet btw) I was carrying?

as I sat down, wifey begin to tell me that she thinks the waitresses might have seated us in a "wrong" place. then a waitress came over to ask me "are you with the Timberland group?".

huh? okay.... so there's a Timberland group and we are seated right in the midst of them? lawl.

true enough, the people seated around us were wearing timberland tops, didn't notice if the pants, shoes or even underpants were.

If not for the fact that I have a body to die for (by that I mean other people would die from laughter after looking at my flab-ulous body), I would rip my shirt off and try to forget about the incident.

not that its a really embarassing situation but what are the odds? going to T3, to an expensive buffet, seated in the middle of a same-tee group, on a tuesday night.

but well, at least I would remember this for a long time to come. no thanks to blogs.

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