Odd (Thai) restaurant customers.

The other afternoon at the (Thai) restaurant, it was like twenty minutes till we closed the kitchen, and this (very young college-age) (Chinese from China) couple came in, the girl goofy and beautiful, and the guy thin and nasty-looking and a bit cross-eyed.

And, they didn't speak the language much.

And, I told them that the kitchen was closing in twenty minutes, and after they ordered and I asked and they said I should bring out extra plates since they were sharing the one entree, the guy asked if he could keep a menu, and I was like, "Please order everything now, if you want dessert, so we can make it before the kitchen closes."

And, he said he'd let us know right by the time the restaurant closed, and I insisted he order right away in five minutes, and then I went to do something, and my one (chubby) (Thai) coworker was helping the girl who was very insistent about a phone charger for some reason, and then it's like ten or twelve minutes later and she's putting in a different order, and she says the girl ordered a meal and then she paid with her phone before it died, and meanwhile when I'm delivering things to the table, the cross-eyed nasty-looking guy has a vaping cigarette out on the table, and out of the corner of my eye I see him vaping inside the restaurant and trying to hide it.

So, I go in back to the back office and ask the owner what we should do, and I tell him they're the only table there, and he asks if they've paid, and when I said that they had, he said to tell them nicely that they can vape outside, so I did that.

And then, like five or eight minutes later, I see more vaping clouds again in the sun that's pouring through the front window -- they were sitting way up at the front -- so I tell my (chubby) (Thai) coworker, and a few minutes later she comes up to me and is like, "The girl is also smoking, I just saw it!"

Anyways, they were taking an incredibly long time to eat even though they knew we were closing, and we had to close out the register, so I asked my coworker to go ask them to sign the credit card receipt, so we could bring it up front and close the bill out and start doing all the end-of-shift report stuff that we need to do at the end of every shift.

"They don't like me," I was like, "So, you go."

So, she did, and then she brought it back and was like, "Look at this," and she pointed to the bill, and she said the girl just signed it without leaving a tip, on more than fifty dollars worth of food.

And, we were closing and they were the only table, and they were looking at their phones and eating decently slowly, even after we flipped the sign to "CLOSED" and took in the sandwich board from the outside on the sidewalk, something that they couldn't have helped but notice since they were sitting so close to the door.

And, as the kitchen guys came out into the restaurant to have their late lunch before the restaurant opened back up again when the evening shift started, I was like, "I'm going to talk to them," I told my coworker. "And," I was like, "I'm going to mention that vaping, because that's nonsense, they did that even after we asked them to stop, they know what they're doing."

So, I went up to the front of the restaurant and told them that the restaurant was closing, and then I chose my words very carefully to use very simple and understandable words and was like, "The owner is in the back now, do you want to speak to the owner about the smoking policy?"

And, the cross-eyed guy was like, "We are leaving now."

And, I was like, "I am not speaking about the restaurant closing, I am speaking about the smoking policy. Do you want to speak to the owner about the smoking policy?"

And, the cross-eyed guy was like, "We are leaving now."

And, I repeated myself and was like again, "I am not speaking about the restaurant closing, I am speaking about the smoking policy. Do you want to speak to the owner about the smoking policy?"

And, I added, "I am confused. We told you that vaping is not permitted inside, but you continued to vape inside. It seems that you disagree with the restaurant's smoking policy. Do you want to speak to the owner about the smoking policy?"

And, the cross-eyed guy was like, "We are leaving now."

And, I was like, "Okay."

And, they left and stood outside the door, but the guy had forgotten his coat, so I ran outside to tell him, and he came back in and got it, but then they stood inside the door texting, like they had all the time in the world.

"Maybe they were on drugs," my mom was like, when I was telling her this story later, over the phone.

I also told my one (chubby) (Thai) coworker at one point that they were probably going to leave a nasty review online, and though it's a stereotype about (Chinese) students that they're entitled, we get a lot in the restaurant, and this is only the first time that I've felt that that stereotype was true.

"Yes," she was like, "They are like that," and then she told me about a temple in the north of Thailand "with very beautiful restrooms," and the (Chinese) tourists just destroy it and don't listen to anyone and go and pee everywhere.