Hello, readers! Ready to have your appetite and will to live robbed from you in less than 15 seconds?
Well, the human condition is never really ready for new, untapped levels of WTF, but try to brace yourselves as we direct you to a viral Tweet regarding a man, his hot pot, and the roaches that came between them.
Meet user Izhar Che Jamil, a man who alleges to have eaten at a certain hot pot serving establishment at The Curve, a popular Kuala Lumpur-area shopping center. We won’t name it for legal reasons (y’all, unhygienic conditions and litigiousness are not mutually exclusive), but you can peep the name and evidence for yourself in his Tweet:
Save yourself by not going to Pak John Steamboat e@Curve. I paid RM50 unknowingly to spot a cockroach at the drink machine. Told the cashier Shamsul about it and he asked foreigner staff to go and catch it. If that wasnt enough, I found a leg in my Tomyam soup. RT to save life. pic.twitter.com/8h4Vtx7A6Z
— Izhar CJ (@KokonKola) October 28, 2019
According to Izhar, he was out there just trying to get his steamboat on, when a roach made their presence known by the drink machine. After telling the cashier, they instructed an employee to kill it.
Now, if you’ve lived long enough in the tropics, in a grimy city, or just with folks whose dish-washing policies don’t quite match your own (hello, uni residence!), you’ll know that where there is one roach, there are actually many, many other roaches – you just haven’t seen them yet.
https://twitter.com/KokonKola/status/1188858181943873537
However, for our dear soup lover Izhar, another roach would soon make their presence felt too – this time inside his tom yam soup broth. Only a leg, though. You know what they say: Always leave ‘em wanting more!
Shiver me timbers, and cancel any and all upcoming plans to ever eat out again, amirite?!
Twitter users were less than impressed, with many commenting that the establishment’s cleanliness left much to be desired. One user even claimed to have seen rats scurrying about.
And there you have it! Nothing is sacred anymore, not even soup. Goodbye, broths. Goodbye, consommés. Thanks, P*k J*hn.
