San Fransisco Steakhouz Ipoh= Eff-tards

I really like this restaurant until they CHEATED my MONEY INDIRECTLY. Fuuuu.

Here's the story.

They got this card thingy which you collect 4 stamps (one stamp for one main meal/set lunch) and you get to rebate RM30 for the dish. I got two stamps. So I THOUGHT.....

if I order 2 main meals = get two stamps = DISCOUNT 30 bucks immediately

I wasn't sure, so I ASKED THE WAITER who took my order whether I can get 30 bucks discount on the spot or not, HE FUCKING SAID YES AND SMILED. So I order a set lunch (RM17) and hubby ordered Lamb Ribs (RM47, i think).

47 + 17 = 64 (I need to pay this amount if tarak discount)

So when the waiter said I can get the bloody discount we thought we only need to pay

64 - 30 = 34

We only order the lamb ribs because THE BLOODY ASSHOLE SAID YES ABOUT THE DISCOUNT. 

In the end, when the bill came, another waiter said can't get the bloody discount. It's my bad about mis-und about the redeeming my discount thingy BUT IT'S YOUR FUCKIN FAULT FOR TELLING ME THAT I CAN, AND WHEN I ASKED YOU ABOUT IT. 

Fucking lame excuse = 'Sorry, that one is new waiter. He don't know about this. Still, we cannot let you get the discount.'

It's not that I couldn't afford to pay for it okay. I can afford to buy branded stuffs using my own hard earned money and I can't afford to pay a fucking cheap 50 bucks dish?

The summary is, I asked your fucktard waiter whether I can get the discount or not, he say can. So i order a higher price dish. When I want to pay, you say no discount and that fella is new, don't know about this. FUCK YOU.

I even went to ask the manager/ person in charged, complaint everything and she didn't even apologize but show me her LANCI SAGGING-SKIN-WITH-TERRIBLE-MAKE-UP face.

True story.