Lookout Point

So Alvin decided we should go to Lookout Point for dinner.

So we all went after spending one whole day reading up on the Medial Temporal Cortex, Papillae, Pinnae, and Cranial Nerves.

So we had dinner at a place called Gasoline.

So that place has a superb view of KL city at night.

So we all made our orders.

So I noticed there was lots of black pepper dishes on the menu.

So I was super hungry already.

So I decided to try a dish called Sacha Beef Steak.

So as Murphy's Law would dictate it, not only my meal was the last to arrive, I had nothing at Gasoline but a cup of Chocolate Shake-shake and some tofu.

So after everybody was halfway through their meal, I call to check on my meal (45mins past).

So THEN they tell me (with a thick Pakistani accent) "Sorry sir, no beef"

So I say, ok, I'll have the Tomato Lamb Chop.

So 20mins later, I still have nothing in front of me.

So I check with them.

So THEN they tell me, "Sorry sir, no lamb"

So I tell the waiter, "I want to see the person in charge"

So he mumbles and dissapears.

So he doesn't come back, but we're billed for plenty of items which we ordered but never arrived.

So Alvin drives all the way to Murni's at the opposite end of town,

So I can have my dinner.

So assuredly I say unto you: Gasoline sucks, try next door.

So I can also safely say that I have super nice friends.

So thank you, God, for this opportunity to let them shine in my life.