A few days back, G’s cousin came to town and a few of us wanted to grab a bite. A very popular Indian restaurant was recommended and all of us decided to head out there. Boston is known for the early hours it keeps, and this place was no exception. They were to shut at 10: 30. When I called them up at 9: 30 asking for a reservation at 9: 45, needless to say they were pissed. No amount of indignation, anger or wrath can come in between us and good food, so we held on and reached the place at 10.
The hostess ushered us to our seat, making no effort to hide her irritation as we placed our orders. Then it happened:
The restrooms flooded.
Water started seeping into the restaurant
We were ushered to new seats and then out of the restaurant.
Our dinner was on the house.
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