Wet And Warm To The Touch

Was at Madam Kwan's for dinner yesterday when I suddenly felt like I had some weird type of killer booger in my nose that just mysteriously started GROWING. And it was growing FAST.

I kid you not. It really was.
Or at least it felt that way.

I hurriedly grabbed a serviette and stuffed one end up my nose and my finger comfortably rested on pleasantly warm liquid. "Hmmm," I thought to myself. "I think I kinda like the way this booger feels. I wonder what it looks like. I should definitely check it out under good lighting." So, I pulled my digit outta my nostril... and gulped.

Blood. Shit.

I know the RC tells us that we should lean our heads forward and stuff it between our knees (or something like that) instead of leaning it backwards but I'd look ridiculous doing that in a restaurant so I did what I shouldn't instead. (Vanity, Vanity. You'll kill me someday.) But that didn't exactly feel right either. Ooo, the distinct taste of blood back-flowing up my nose and down my throat. Yuck.


So I did what I thought was best. I asked Water Girl for ice. She asked, "You want more water, miss?" and filled my glass up without bothering to wait for my reply.

Hmmm. Like she no get me liddat.

Ask again better or else wait long long sure still nothing come. And nose got blood come out so cannot wait. So this time play tactic. Open tissue that got blood wan and put on table so Water Girl can see. Uh oh, she see she sket. She sket, she run go take ice.

YES! Mission accomplished.

*grin*

While waiting for the ice to arrive, I caught sight of the service staff whispering among themselves. Looked like some kind of hush-hush emergency meeting being conducted. It was pretty funny. The girl with one finger and red-spotted tissue stuffed up her nose thought it was pretty funny, too. But on a whole, the service staff were really nice about everything. They brought me extra serviettes without me having to ask for them and the ice came pretty quickly.


You know, to think about it, I was very pleased with the service, actually. Very, very pleased. I'll definitely pay them another visit. Maybe a less bloody / messy one on a better day. Love their nasi lemak and strawberry flavoured water (their other drinks are ridiculously priced).


So, Madam Kwan's, Bangsar, you get both thumbs up for your superb service! Keep up the good work. I'll be back.

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And since they say pictures speak a thousand words,
I shall let them do the rest of the talking.




Yes, it's blood. Call me gross or whatever else
you wanna call me. I don't care. It's MY blog.




My makeshift icepack. Made it myself.
Quite professionally done, don't ya think?




The leftovers after I successfully froze my nose over.


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I know, I know. I captioned the pics so it kinda negates
the whole pictures-speak-a-thousand-words talk.
I can't help it. I'm into words. Dig 'em. Like, totally.