Visited Haldiram in Spice Mall- NOIDA. This is what happens there...... you too will be subjected to this begging experience.
First, you’ll arrive at the payment counter to pay for the food. Generally there is no queue and anybody can push his way to the counter.
Now when you have made the payment and collected the token slips you head for the food counter while your family tries to find a family of chair which has a table of its own. You soon realise that finding a pearl at the bottom of the Indian Ocean is easier.
You reach the food counter but realise that you are nowhere near it. The popular foods counter are already teaming with people who either are waiting for their food plates or waiting for the grim looking, unfriendly counter staff to collect their token slip.The scene is most horrifing.
Whenever a food plate comes along from the kitchen, there are more than one claimants for the plate. It is on the discretion of the the counter staff, whom he wishes to oblige. Or worse he may just leave the plate on the counter and while everybody is thinking of to whom it belongs the person who came in last may just pick and walk away with it. You stare at the staff in anticipation that he’ll take pity on you and hand over the next plate to you.
**If you don’t feel like a beggar standing at that counter, he will make you feel like one**. You spend more time at the food counter **"begging**" for food than with your family who are enjoying the sight of food on the neighbouring table and wondering when will they get theirs. **This is one fine restaurant chain in which you pay to be treated like a beggar**. And we are all so hungry for **their food** that we swollow it with our self-respect.
Now its your turn to play the role of a **"waiter**". Obviously , your family members enjoys different types of food which is available at different counters. So while you manage to barter your token for food at a not so populated counter and deilver it to your son at the table , be assured, it’ll be devoured even before you reach the counter again. And he will be asking for more. So like a typical indian waiter you will be osscillating between food counter and your table and the billing counter through the whole time you spend there wondering whether you came here to have a good time with your family or to demonstate your begging and waitering skills.
So I did the only thing that a self-respecting person would do. I cancelled the order, fought for my refund and made a final exit from the place with an iron resolve never to visit or patronise Haldiram again in my life time.