bj joe, the swallowing atm and the smoking table - 4

this pub was a gem! it was heavily shaded by some tall tecoma grandiflora trees. it faced the river. there was a path where many cute joggers were using the track. wow!! just look at those ang mo mei meis!! wow..wow..wee!!

it was happy hour time. beer was on offer. joe ordered a pitcher of calsberg. i had a jug and joe had the rest of the beer. then the comedy started....

joe to waiter: could i ve a pack of cigarettes?
waiter: yes...what kind do u want? we only have 2 brands: viceroy and dunhill.
joe: huh? how much a pack?
waiter: er...different prices. u want metho, standard or light.
joe, getting impatient: ok, viceroy how much? what's that brand bob? never heard of it before..
waiter: no problem, sir. i bring a pack to u...that would be $10.50
joe: what!! that fucking expensive!!
lts: joe, the gov makes the money from the tax...not them who sells u.
Joe: ok...give me viceroy.
waiter went to get a pack and was back after collecting the cash from joe: sorry, sir....but u cannot smoke here!
i just couldn't contain my laughter any longer and burst out laughing very loudly...hahahaha...!!
joe was really pissed now! : what the fuck!!?? why cannot smoke here? that table is smoking...and that one the guests there are smoking...why i cannot smoke here??!!
waiter, a bit awkard and feeling stupid: er....sorry sir. those there and there ...they can smoke. but this table u cannot...
joe: huh?? what??? ( i thought any moment joe was going to vomit blood!) what the fuck is all this nonsens??
lts: joe, this is singapore with all the stupid rules and law. u better heed his advice or u will get fined...and his restaurant will also be fined.
a dejected joe was totally helpless: ok where can i smoke then?
waiter, pointing towards some high table: over there, sir...
joe: wtf!! there is no chairs to sit!!??
waiter: sorli sir....i go get u a high stool....
and that settle smoking bj joe who was angrily puffing away sitting on the high chair.

i looked a a pathetic joe and could help laughing out again. joe feeling quite silly, laughed too in the end: bob, u got some really fucked up tight ass cuntry here!!

a friendly ozzie who noticed what was going on came up to console joe: ya...this place is really funny....i don't smoke but my wife does....and we shifted from the non smoking table to this smoking after the guests here left. it's funny!!
joe: bob....i m seeing a doctor here to check my heart tomorrow...SERIOUS!!....all these fuckups are giving me a pain in my chest!!!

well, it was a lovely pub with weird rules. we couldn't blame them for we really have tightassed people running the hypocritical gov here.