There’s a new Thai restaurant which has opened near our place, and although their food is mighty delicious, it arrives with an ethical dilemma of sorts.
Whenever Adam and I place an order with them via phone, I hear something like:
“Thank you, the order will be there in 15 minutes START COOKING YOU LITTLE BITCHES I’M GOING TO SEAR YOUR FOREARMS WITH HOT PEANUT OIL IF YOU DON’T GET CRACKING!”
… or something along those lines.
When I placed my first order with this restaurant, I was certain I’d misheard “15 minutes” as “50 minutes”. But sure enough, 15 minutes later, there was a timid knock on our front door.
Blinking out into the darkness, I looked down to realise that a girl clearly no younger than 5 years old was standing there expectantly, offering up our delivery. What made the situation a little disturbing was that she was sweating and gasping for air, as if she’d run a timed marathon (perhaps for fear of having her forearms seared with peanut oil).
In the midst of deciding whether I should pay her or offer her shelter from what was clearly starting to appear to be a food sweatshop of sorts, she snapped, “look, I have a lot of orders to deliver, please hurry up!”, then jabbed her hand out.
Despite me counting out the exact change in her palm, she then turned away from me and recounted it silently. The mistrust of youth these days!
She then uttered some sort of screech and ran down the road, to what I truly, sincerely hope was a waiting car.
This restaurant’s Thai food is bloody delicious, but I fear that children are expiring during its manufacture. The nagging side of my brain is urging me to offer a “free range, adult-cooked” premium fee when I order from them next.
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I wonder if they deliver to Doncaster
You’ve got that gigantor new Westfield out there, you don’t need deliveries :)
That Westfield is like an evil lighthouse luring people to Doncaster from all over!
You can see it from Box Hill! :D