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An efficient and assertive floor manager at a prominent Thai restaurant has made it clear that if you want to eat, you will sit where you are told to sit.
And if you are one of the first guests in this wave of diners, you better believe you are going to be seated next to the windows.
While there seems to be a few other customers around, it’s not exactly as crammed as it would be at the lunch rush peak hour, but Mrs Rojumanong is not fucking around when she points a table at the front of the shop.
It is not yet known if the matriarchal figure is an owner or a very comfortable manager, but one thing that is for sure is that she’s seen one million morons like you walk in before, and doesn’t have any time for you indecisiveness.
“I think there’s a plan to fill all the seats near the window and out the front so this place looks packed all the time” says one patron, Toby.
“I wouldn’t have minded sitting near one of those fans, but she made the call, and I’m not questioning her”
“You’ve seen the way she yells at the kitchen staff. Fuck that shit”
As is tradition in popular suburban Thai take-aways, Mrs Rojumanong also assumes each and every guest is ready immediately after taking their seats.
“I actually was though” says one mate, Jesse.
“I didn’t even need to say shit. She took one look at me and wrote down chicken pad thai and two curry puffs”
