At lunch today, I took my seat at the eatery and as I was about to take my first spoon of food, the boy of about 7 years old, sitting across me said something to me. I didn't understand it so I asked what he said. He repeated what he said but I still didn't understand it.
Was this boy speaking in another language? It didn't sound English nor Chinese. It sounded more like Russian or German or something non-Asian.
I think I made him repeat what he said for about 5 times until finally my already pressured brain was able to process it:
"Here got people sit"
Four years and a half in this little red dot and yet I am still not fully used to it. Oh well, actually, I think I was more annoyed by the fact that I got bullied by a little boy who made me get up and transfer to another table only to find out that he only had 2 grannys with him. There were two more empty seats. Hmp.
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