"If only closed minds came with closed mouths."
Saturday evening and a Caucasian woman in her early 30's walks into a Chinese restaurant. She is dressed up, but her hair and clothes are dishevelled. She sits down and orders a plate of food - $6.90. She then walks to the toilet and sits back down; she walks straight but her behaviour is odd. She starts flipping her hair into her face, then back again. She repeats this several times, scratching her scalp violently. There is a bottle of water and a cup on her table. She attempts to pour water into her cup but the lid is on. She holds the bottle upside down and starts thrusting it up and down in the air - in an attempt to pour the water out (with the lid clearly still on).
The restaurant owner, a Chinese man in his late 50's walks over to help her. This man is my father. At 8.35pm I pick up a phone call from my father saying there is a woman who came into the restaurant drunk, has now started to sober up and says she has no money to pay for the food she ordered. She now refuses to leave the restaurant and claims my parents have stolen her bag. Their English is subpar so I race over in my car to help diffuse the situation.
