This will (hopefully) be the last story from Tbilisi, it'll be short but it's kinda funny.
So I went to a restaurant with my friend Heraklion (that's a solid 'I mean business' name) and we had a great meal. Really good. But the waitress forgot to bring us our eggplant with curshed walnuts. It was really disappointing because it is REALLY good!!! Anyways, no big deal, we enjoyed our shkmertuli (say THAT three times fast) and wine and then got our bill. We paid (tip included of course, no choice there) and she brought our change and I said that I didn't think we got our eggplant. So Heraklion asked her about it and she disappeared for like 5 minutes. Keep in mind, we had been there for about 2-3 hours. And the waitress came back with a plate of eggplant and started to say something in Georgian to Heraklion, they bantered for a bit and then she looked at me and started to explain something in English. Apparently, my Russian is getting a lot better because I can now get grumpy in that language. It went like this.
- Here is your eggplant. Do you want it?
- Now?? No. We wanted it three hours ago.
- Well, I've brought it now.
- Why didn't you bring it when we ordered it??
- Well, you should have reminded me, then I would have brought it.
- Really, that's very interesting, isn't that YOUR JOB?
- Yes, but, you have to admit, if you'd told me, I'd have brought it.
- You just used the word 'would.' That means it didn't happen, bring us our money back.
- I don't have enough nerves for people like you.
I really like how she blamed US for her forgetting her food. Incredible!! But the food was good, and we pissed her off a little more when we told her that we didn't want to take it with us. Quote of the day - 'Georgia is like bad crack.' To be honest, I didn't know there was good crack.
And that, folks is (hopefully) the last of the Georgia stories. I'm off to (the) Ukraine tomorrow and then Crimea. One last thing I wanted to add is a short list of things that I have lost so far on this trip.
1 umbrella
1 book - Georgia
3 pairs of underwear
1 pair of socks
1 Nagorno-Karabakh visa (I'm ticked about that one)
1 Gash (sic) receipt for 11000 drams (with my Nagorno-Karabakh visa)
Many bottles of water and pieces of fruit that have fed countless thousands across these countries.
Apparently my dignity, I mean, god, I'm 27 and I still loose crap like I'm 12. Well, stay young at heart, right?? Mother, before you get all ansy, you'll notice that camera, passport, phone, wallet, and glasses are NOT on that list.
