This morning I was greeted with bed tea which was incidentally also one of the worst tea's people have made in their short career of tea making.
It was weak, milky and tasted of masalas.
I knew from the smell of it that people had used a masala tea mix which irked me to the point of needing vengeance.
I'd rather not have any tea at all than drink that basin water.
Even so, I smiled, graciously thanked and proceeded to pretend to sip it.
Once people had left the room I decided to drain it down the bathroom sink which I did.
Just now people beamed at me and asked me to review their tea and I have asked him to never make any tea for me ever again.
People then proceeded to ask how I drank it if I hated it so much and I told him that I threw it down the sink.
Yeah, I'm in that mood.
Stay the fuck away.
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