prematured hotdogs

i was having my hotdogs, french toasts, eye kerbau eggs, watermelon, strawberries, honeydew, grapes, oranges and blueberry yoghurt breakfast (and hence the mandatory jogging sessions) when one of the familiar restaurant staff came to me and said:

“i’m sorry are you d&m or wireline?”

“no i’m from testing.”

“can you please sign the meal sheet?”

“ermm?”

“instructor right?”

every word he said after that i couldn’t register because all i wanted to do was to poke his big nose with my fork full of hotdogs.

come on, i’ve been here for almost 2 months now eating my routine buffet meals 3 times a day and now you’re asking?

and that’s not the big issue.

the biggest issue is,

WHY, DO I LOOK THAT OLD?

i feel insulted. someone please comfort me.