No one’s asking you to suck dick
I was in line at a food court stall just earlier. It was dinner hour, and I was part of a long queue which had formed at the storefront, running parallel to the counter. After a good 10 minutes of waiting in line, I reached the front of the queue, with just one lady in front of me. When her order arrived, she decided that some fried bawang would go very well with her dish, and proceeded to request said bawang from the stallholder through a complex game of charades. She pointed at something vague, and got an extra bowl. Not being what she wanted, she returned the thing and tried again. And again.
While largely entertaining under other circumstances, holding up the only service person (and by extension, the entire line) with a cute game of guess-what-I-have-in-mind does not run well with me, nor I suspect, anyone else in the queue.
Here’s a protip for you, lady. The next time miming doesn’t work, how about you open your fucking mouth?
Maybe she is a mute? Cause she didn’t place her initial order verbally as well right? Guess we might never know.