With reference to this thread : http://forums.clubsnap.org/showthrea...56#post2156556 it just triggers me thinking where are Singaporeans prides? Why are there still so many of us being so pathetic when it comes to something cheaper, better or tastier that we can eat our pride just to save some shillings or having something better? Has our education fail us? Our parents did not taught us about pride? Or our Singapore's leaders mislead us?
Let me give you another encounter besides the pau shop I talk about in the creative thread.
BTW, can I list the area where this shop is? If not pls take it off - Bukit Merah.
This shop opens only at night just next to a wet market usually about midnight onwards. I went there once, and that is the last. Frankly speaking their Niang Tofu is good. But that's all about it, because the rest is what makes me realised that this hawker does not deserve any memory space in my precious brain, just happen to be brought up by the creative thread.
Here's my recall - as usual, you choose your niang tofu, put on the plate and pass to the hawker. When I ask for the plate, the lady impatiently find one from somewhere. A wet and black one, you know the usual overused, heated stains on plastic bowls? That's their usual bowl. And thanks to our fellow Singaporeans which I think most are repeated customers, the shop is always very busy and the lady is stacking bowls of customers plates with the niang tofu inside. With that, I'm still ok. When I pass her my bowl, she gave me the very impatient look and tone that I'm blocking her to do her work. Fancy treating me like her kid like that. That is still ok. When the bowl arrives, her fingers is poking into the food and almost like throwing on our table. Thats it, I separate the portion of noodles which her finger touch and told my friend that is the last time she will earn my money.
Everytime when I pass by the shop, I still see many people eating there. I ask my friend why there are still so many people patronsing. Is she nasty to me and that night of customers only? My friend say all his friends receive the same treatment everytime they went there. Then why did they still want to go there AGAIN? Is it that their mum or wife cannot cook anything that is edible that they rather go see people's face again and again just because they taste better?
I'm really puzzled.