
After helping baby with her groceries, I drove back to Plaza Armada to attend DL’s wedding banquet. As usual, my other ex-colleagues were all late. Dinner was supposed to be at 7:00pm sharp, but it started at 8:20pm. Good thing I had the curry mee earlier after the massage session otherwise I’d be so hungry and that would only make me grumpy.
My bro, RS, SM, AM, MY, RNG, AB, J and W were seated in my table. There was another table for ex-colleagues too. I mingled around, asking how everyone was – the usual when I came to LT, he had a small beard growing! I couldn’t resist but asked him why the beard. To which he replied “I made a wish during the Deeparaya holidays that I will not shave off my beard until I’ve met 100 girls”. I only smiled, pat him on his shoulder and replied, “Well, all the best to you.” Talk about strange.
The dishes came quickly one after another and the variety is the what you’d expect from the usual wedding dinner. The usual 4 seasons, the soup, the fish, the prawn, the meat dish, the vegetarian dish, the rice and finally dessert. During the soup course, we were served a different type of soup from the menu. I will not go into the detail of the difference between what we were served and what we were supposed to have been served only that what we got wasn’t as good as what we were supposed to have. MY, being the feisty one asked for the manageress about this descrepancy. The manageress did not apologize and instead made some very sarcastic remarks that really pissed MY off. Thankfully nothing serious happened and we resumed dinner.
The food wasn’t too bad. I had a nice time catching up with my ex-colleagues again. The whole night was just goofing about and not taking anything seriouslly at all. I think during the dinner, the worse bit is that our table was situated underneath the speakers connected to the karaoke system. For the entire evening, so many aunties and uncles were not shy to share their singing talent with the rest of us. No thanks really, it’s not that I don’t appreciate old Chinese songs, it’s just that you ladies and gents sing off key, and were just mutilating the songs. There was this one particular auntie that was doing fine until she hit a high note that almost made my choke on my vegetables.
After dinner I said my goodbyes and went back to KL seeking baby’s company.