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Sunday, May 28, 2017

I felt discriminated at Nick's Seafood Restaurant (Darling Harbour, Sydney, Australia)

Before we proceed to the bad part, lemme first show you the beautiful Darling Harbour at night.

My friend took me here one time because she wanted me to see Darling Harbour at night. She said it's magnificent and, damn, she wasn't wrong.

My photos probably are not giving this beautiful place any justice. Sorry.
The night was a bit cold and there were a number of people around but it wasn't at all that crowded. It was just right. There were some couples walking around the area, too. One day, I'll go back here...with a boyfriend. CHOZ!
I also told my friend that I love seafood so much that's why she took me here. She suggested we try Nick's Seafood Restaurant and so we did.
I knew something was already wrong the moment we got there. We weren't attended to right away even though there weren't that much people inside, yet. We waited for someone to show us our table and when no one did, I just approached one vacant table and sat there. My friend told me that it was still a bit early for dinner that's why people hadn't started to come in yet.
We asked for the menu and it was immediately given to us. The waiter, a guy who seemed like in his late 30's or early 40's, told us to just call him when we're ready to order and then he sped off. My friend and I looked at each other and I was like, "Maybe he's busy." The moment I opened the menu, I already knew what I wanted: their seafood pasta. My friend, on the other hand, picked a fish I couldn't remember what. LOLZ! Perhaps a dory.
This is my friend, by the way. Teehee!
Moments later, when we were ready to give our orders, we saw again that same guy assisting a "rich-looking white couple" to their table. He also helped the guy take off his jacket too. He gave them the menus and somewhat explained to them what was inside. He was all "chummy-chums" with them, something that he wasn't when he was with us. You know what I mean.
And that was my pasta. It didn't look nice but it tasted good enough. Or maybe I just kinda already lost my appetite when I saw how that guy treated that other couple versus how he treated us. I looked at my friend and she immediately knew what I was gonna say. She said that she also felt it and that she's used to it. But she assured me that not all Aussies are like him, something that I could also vouch for. I once dated an Aussie guy before. Teehee!

But deep inside I was like, "Gago, 'tong lalaking 'to, ah. Mayaman ako sa Pinas. Ulol."

Just kidding! LOLZ!

Anyway, that's all for now.



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