The boy who cried wolf

I fully understand the morale of this story now.

When someone tells me the same thing many times for months and it is not fufilled, the next time he tells me again, the excitment is no longer there, as to me, it's just another sentence coming out from him
(-_-)

Chicken rice? White rice?

I wanted to have Chicken rice for lunch just now. Walked in to the shop
Auntie: Yes, what you want?
Me: One packet chicken rice
A: Soy sauce or white chicken?
M: White. Eh do you all have white rice?
A: Nope
M: Oh... then is ok. (walked out)
A: Eat chicken rice but want to have it with white rice... yada yada

Cannot eat chicken rice with white rice meh? I asked because they're selling other dishes too so I thought they might have it. *sianz*

Wonder if the other customers heard her....