Not going to a dodgy karaoke bar like that messy bar near my house again. Although it is just right next door, I will never set my foot there, ever again. A small-descent looking bar from outside but boy, guess who thronged the place?
A bunch of underage kids.
Thick-skinned bitches who shamelessly came round our table uninvited and helped themselves with OUR drinks.
Very limited songs on the karaoke with bad, bad, real bad sound system.
40's women who thought they were teenagers and trying hard to pick boys from the bar.
An owner who was trying very hard to keep her business.
She must be really desperate that she took a very large effort, escorting us to our car's doors when we left. Fine. Thanks a lot for that. But not yet, what's the catch?
A bunch of underage kids.
Thick-skinned bitches who shamelessly came round our table uninvited and helped themselves with OUR drinks.
Very limited songs on the karaoke with bad, bad, real bad sound system.
40's women who thought they were teenagers and trying hard to pick boys from the bar.
An owner who was trying very hard to keep her business.
She must be really desperate that she took a very large effort, escorting us to our car's doors when we left. Fine. Thanks a lot for that. But not yet, what's the catch?
Here's the catch. When I turn my back for a second, she tried to kiss my husband!
Dirty slut. Good thing I knew my husband well, otherwise I'll just lost my mind and god knows what will happen next.
Agreeing to go to a karaoke bar near home apparently was really a bad move. Real bad. I swear I'll never, ever go there, or even drive pass that area, ever again. Next time if I feel like singing again, I'll drive 60 KM to Jusco Tebrau City and make use of my RedBox privilege card. After all, that's what I paid it for; to be used.
I'm sorry that I'm this angry again but for feck sake, not only I was horribly, terribly, awfully disturbed having to watch underage kids mingling in the bar like nobody's business, I had to put up with bitches and sluts too. And like it was not worst enough already, when I walked off that place, the owner tried to kiss my husband!
That's really hurt. Hurty, hurty, hurty.
All I wanted was to sing a few songs, that's all. If I knew the price for it was that HIGH, I would just drag my husband to Singapore, pay triple on everything we touch. Now, don't judge me. You know I don't mean it. I say it only to help me feel a little bit better.
Dirty slut. Good thing I knew my husband well, otherwise I'll just lost my mind and god knows what will happen next.
Agreeing to go to a karaoke bar near home apparently was really a bad move. Real bad. I swear I'll never, ever go there, or even drive pass that area, ever again. Next time if I feel like singing again, I'll drive 60 KM to Jusco Tebrau City and make use of my RedBox privilege card. After all, that's what I paid it for; to be used.
I'm sorry that I'm this angry again but for feck sake, not only I was horribly, terribly, awfully disturbed having to watch underage kids mingling in the bar like nobody's business, I had to put up with bitches and sluts too. And like it was not worst enough already, when I walked off that place, the owner tried to kiss my husband!
That's really hurt. Hurty, hurty, hurty.
All I wanted was to sing a few songs, that's all. If I knew the price for it was that HIGH, I would just drag my husband to Singapore, pay triple on everything we touch. Now, don't judge me. You know I don't mean it. I say it only to help me feel a little bit better.
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