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Sunday, July 23, 2006

i always thought...

for my entire life of eating at nandos, i'd always thought that it was a safe family environment. well, i so assumed.

until tonight.

i was getting the usual, a grilled chicken wrap... and infront of me was this drunk guy. his mates were all sitting down at the tables. they were pretty loud, and multiple times the security guard (yes, nandos has an in-house security guard) told them to keep the volume down for the other customers such as myself.
after some time, when the group of 6 or so late-20's guys were leaving, one of them threw a bottle of half drunken draught at the security guard, and another guy punched the nice fluroescently dressed security guard. well, the punch was thrown, but the guard blocked it. and the guys ran off into the night laughing and screaming and being drunk.

and so ends my belief that nandos chicken restaurants were a safe environment.

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