As an aftermath to my year old accident, my knee has suddenly given up. And since limping is not such a good sight for my perceived image to the outside world, and being forced by the unbearable pain that has come as part of it, I decided to go and seek a doctor’s advice.
It was a noble decision, one would think, and so did I, when just after couple of days of physiotherapy and medicine I was again able to take my baby steps one at a time. But how optimistic I was about my speedy recovery! It just took me these exact 3 days to understand that it was not just medicine that is making me walk, it’s actually STRONG medicine that’s making me not to realize my pain. And it came with some extra - my stomach got thoroughly challenged with these medicines to the extent of almost giving up!
That’s how I started my day today. A few times in and out of my loo and I was already seeing butterflies.
Anyways, I still had to go to the clinic for the physiotherapy. So did I, though it was much later than my usual time of 9.30 AM.
When I finished with my session today, it was 2 PM. I suddenly realized I am terribly hungry. Having not eaten almost anything since morning, and given my delicate state of my stomach the only one thing I wanted to eat was some rice and curd!
Being already in Indiranagar, South Indies came to my mind – a nice, comfortable restaurant for all southern delicacies! So I call them up, make a reservation for myself, and yappiee I was ready to have my curd and rice, oops, curd rice.
You think it was that easy? Hang on then.
I reach my fav joint in next 10 minutes and wait for the manager to show me a place to sit. He comes in about 5 min, asks me if I had made a reservation and then politely tells me to wait some more. He comes back quick and suggests that I should go for the Ala Carta upstairs and not the Buffet they were serving on the ground floor. Since I was not to climb stairs as per the doctor’s advice, I chose to go for the buffet (hoping I will get my much desired curd rice there). He makes me sit outside once again telling me he is looking for a place and goes hiding inside.
Few minutes later, a girl, nicely draped in a saree makes a smiling appearance. The Manager gets out, calls the girl and tell her in very clear voice – “there is a single lady sitting outside. She wants to take the buffet. Talk to her and make her sit out side” and he disappears again.
“Make her sit outside” !!! Is that the way a guest is treated in a restaurant? The girl was visibly embarrassed, not yet baked or fried in this profession, seeing me hearing all that her manager has told her. When she comes to me with the order, I let her know of my desire – to walk out and go home.
So much for my curd rice!!!
2 comments:
Its very unprofessional way of treating guest in a restaurant.Though I always strongly believe that a human behaviour will give a positive or negative perception for an institution .But that will never be one of the values for that organisation...
I was on my way to chennai from goa on this day and dropped at my friends place in bangalore,as there was no straight train betwn the two places.I had to spend 12 hrs in the city and had thought earlier to call on you. As soon as i reached my friends place i dozed off...luckily. given your plight on that day, u could never have attended my call!
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