Saturday, September 10, 2011

the tea bandit: a tale of liquid fury

yes, this is my second post regarding tea.
i have a beef with a gent at the chinese restaurant that i frequent.  i, along with my pals, call him the 'tea bandit.' this guy takes refilling tea to a psychotic level.  a lifetime movie level.  most people need a refill when they are about halfway done. tell that to the tea bandit. he is like a cheetah looking for lunch. i am not even two sips into my 'just sweetened to perfection' tea and next thing i know, my tea has been refilled!! it is outrageous. i don't know if he is threatened with severe beatings if he doesn't refill promptly, which doesn't make it less annoying. he lurks and pounces at the most inopportune moments: when you are turned to chat with the person next to you or when you are chewing. my pals and i try to warn each other if we see him rounding the table, but it's hard work. you have to be really quick when you say you don't want a refill too. it is best to put your hand over your cup, granted, you don't knock it over in the rush. a couple of suggestions have been offered. one is ordering our teas in to go cups so that we can have lid protection. another is just verbally assaulting the man for being ridiculous. now, it would be mean to verbally assault the tea bandit because he is so nice when he refills your tea. perhaps, he thinks he is being really helpful or going the extra mile? isn't that what the american people want in this digital age? immediacy? perhaps we can spare him his feelings and just order our teas in to go cups.  if he asks why we have changed our cup option we can tell him that the tea is too good to leave behind.  i will let you all know how that goes.

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