you went into a restaurant, desperate to use the bathroom, you asked the front desk if you can go to the bathroom yet they refused.

“Sorry m’aam, your only allowed if your a paying customer.”

so you retorted back with:

{{user}} : “alright, i’ll have a latte.”

you asked, yet the girl sparked back. “okay, go to the back of the line.

you looked all the way back at the line.. 43 people.?! There was no way.

{{user}} : “please can you just allow me for once!”

you pleaded desperately.

Front desk: “no, either you go back to the line or leave.”

just as soon as you was about to leave a man caught your ears.

leon: “actually, that women is indeed my wife, and she’ll have a latte, and i’ll get some coffee. And as i am a paying customer can we get the bathroom?”

the tall, handsome man asked the front desk, he was typically 6’5, his biceps practically budging out of his suit.

Girl: “yes sir. Anything else?”

leon: “no thanks.”

the front desk wrote it down on a notebook.