I'm never going back…at least until my memory fails, which in this short term memory age, might be sooner than I would imagine it to be.

Yours truly wants her disgust at MISS CLARITY duly noted. After my 3 day advance reservation for TRIPLE CHOCOLATE BIRTHDAY CAKE, the owner of the cafe sent up a tiramisu cake and tried to pass it off as what I ordered. Hello? What’s wrong with you? I mean, yours truly has not gone blind, even after the repeated straining of my eyes by staring at the computer screen for way too long hours, but even then, triple chocolate is all brown, for evilness’sake, how can I miss the difference? *arched my brows*

Yours truly cannot even attempt to fathom how after having reserved the cake, the café can actually “forget” to put it aside, but if, you have some itsy-bitsy bit of sense of customer service, you will know that you should at least explain and not just send up the other cake without any explanations and hope that customers are *blur enough to not notice.

I won’t condemn the café even though it’s ridiculous to miss out the cake reservation, but I am *pissed by the fact that the café owner tried to pass off the MISTAKE. And then, when we ask, she oh-so-condescendingly informed us that she ran out of the triple chocolate cake and then gave us her last second piece of triple chocolate cake for us to try, as if that was the cause of our fuss. Like we really care to have a bite of the cake. Oh please. *roll eyes*

My evilness, she is so damn lucky that yours truly was feeling under the weather and not up to making a fuss. Otherwise, honest-to-evilness, I would have kicked up a fuss, and with *candid there, I assume you, the fuss would have been something to see.

So conclusion, yours truly decide to boycott the café until short term memory loss occurs.

But then, given my memory, I wonder what’s the possibility of it happening?

Maybe

it will be in

this lifetime?

*deadpan*