POSH

You kidding me right?

Rather than heading to the main floor Cafe for another meal, I decided a nice light Japanese meal last night. 2nd floor. Walked there and then the waitress kindly informed me that I needed a pair of long pants before I could be admitted. You're kidding right? There was no one in the restaurant and you wanted me to head back to my room, changed and then headed back down to be "posh" and conformed to some stupid rule of "class". I wasn't dressed "sh!tty". I had my Boss golf shirt, CAD 250. My Tissot watch, CAD 500. My designer glasses CAD 750. My Zegna designer shorts, HKD 4,000. My Ferragamos loafers HKD 3,000. And I couldn't get in because I didn't have a pair of long pants. Well.... Too posh for me then. I had to put something on to get charged at a premium to eat. No thanks. I like living well but not flaunting well.

I went back to the Cafe shop. Buffet, didn't appeal to me with all those heavy food. And we are in Philippines. It's a meat loving country. I really am missing having green vegetables. I ordered a local dish of fried pork knuckle with rice and two Gin Martini. Wow, there was no veggie. Bad selection of dish on my part. Don't get me wrong, the dish was lovely; but it should be shared with someone. I got a plate full of meat. Actually an entire pork knuckle all to myself. Guess I really couldn't hold any liquor! With that much meat, I still was "impaired". Good thing I didn't have to drive home. I couldn't believe it. Left foot, right foot, left foot. Made it back to my room without embarrassing myself. Really. How much Gin did the bartender put in the glass? I slept early; but it wasn't a really good dream.... Everything bad that came out all at once.

This morning was up by 5am. Gym by 5:45am trying to sweat out all the crap.

A side note: I did have long pants; but I travel with my nice soft linen ones. That was for the plane ride and occasion of work related meeting. And for that stup!d T$A regulation.