Pendantic Post

So there I was. Past midnight and hungry like a hippo since I skipped dinner. Deciding it was a matter of life and a slow starving death, I decided to venture out into the wilderness to look for something to eat. Deciding that since it was a Sunday night, pretty much only Macdonalds would be open.

I headed over to Marine Parade since I remembered seeing a sign there that said that the Mac there would be open 24 hours.

Horror of horrors, it was! But only if it was a Friday, Saturday or eve of a public holiday. Bah humbug.

Close to verge of collapse I crawled back to the car desperately thinking about where I could grab a bite. Vultures circled overhead. It was that bleak.

And then I remembered that there was a drive-through at East Coast Park. Surely this would be open?

Driving fast so that the black cloaked figure would not be able to catch up, I made it to the drive through.

"Good morning, Sir", said the server.

I was delighted. Past 12 midnight and she said good morning! Even more delightful was the glorious food she passed me for free. In return I gave her a bribe to keep her quiet about the whole transaction.

And then she said, "Good night!"

OMGWTFBBQ! Don't confuse me like that! So was it morning or night?!

Insidious Macdonalds servers trying to confuse me! The indignation! I should complain to Macdonalds for that or perhaps write to the Straits Times forum. Cause that's what it's for isn't it?