My father decided that he would like to drink some beer, so he stood up, look around for the drink stall and was about to head towards the drink stall when he saw a man in his 30s walking past our table.
My father stopped him in his steps and ordered "ABC stout".
The man look at him, part amused and part angry, told him that he don't sell drinks. In fact, this man sat near us with his family.
Of course, my father is extremely embarrassed.
But what makes my father think that man is a drink-stall hawker?
He was wearing this:
I think I will think twice about wearing any football jersey to a hawker centre next time.
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