Jimmy's lunch

There used to be this little Chinese restaurant in New West that my parents used to go to often. The food was terrible, but the entertainment couldn't be beat. Once you sat down, a little old man with a heavy accent would shuffle up to you with a small pad of paper to take your order.

You'd list whatever dishes you wanted one by one and he would repeat each after you said it.

"You waaaaant wonton soup. You waaaaant sweet and sour pork. You waaaaant chicken chow mein."

Then if you asked for a coffee, he would run through his standard script.

"You waaaaant decaf your coffee?"
"You waaaaant cream your coffee?"
"You waaaaant sugar your coffee?"

Then he'd shuffle back to the kitchen and shout something in Chinese, and there would be banging and crashing and all sorts of stuff happening there. Shortly after, he'd shuffle back out with the coffees.

If you wanted a refil for your coffee, he'd ask the exact same questions.

"You waaaaant decaf your coffee?"
"You waaaaant cream your coffee?"
"You waaaaant sugar your coffee?"

Seems to me the coffee was no screaming hell.