Nathan and I went to a dumpling restaurant with some of his work colleagues last night.
The food was ok; nothing to rave about. Anyhow, as we were tucking into our meal, there was suddenly a great deal of commotion coming from the kitchen counter. There was loud shouting and banging of kitchen benches. One of the waiters and a chef was having a massive argument. The waiter was being held back by a colleague to stop him from punching the chef.
All the diners were staring.
I intuitively started looking for the nearest exit...just in case someone decided to grab a meat cleaver (it does happen from time to time).