Pork Chop

Other than being a nurse, I'd like to believe that somehow, I've skills in story telling. haha

Okay, very little skills.

Anyhoo, this is, as what the title suggests, a story of Pork Chop.

As to why you can't see a shadow of any pork chop in this photo, well, you will have to read on to find out. winks

So one day, I was to meet my friends and me, being the one with the Most Punctual Award, arrived an hour earlier. But I didn't mind. After all, I had a good read with me.

But then, a good read wasn't enough so off I went to Izzy's and ordered the best company to kill the time away while reading - Mocha Frap.

Minutes later, the waiter gave me my order

- a yummy plate of PORK CHOP with a cup of rice.

I tried to stifle my laughter upon realizing that yes, the waiter mistakenly heard my order as PORK CHOP.

Okay, MOCHA FRAP and PORK CHOP sort of sound alike so he is forgiven. =D

Of course, I managed with as little smile escaping from my system to tell him what my real order really was.

I will surely head to Izzy's for another cup of Porck Chop, err, Mocha Frap rather. Why not? Their waiter surely has the talent to humor me! haha

mwahs and tsups,

EU.