La Rinconada Coladilla Leon

It was the one and a half late. We wanted to take a duty while we were feeding puré to our son, something we normally took, at least ten minutes. We ask with all the education that sits in a chair and from there all were bad faces, unpleasant and humiliating comments loudly with the other clients in front, protests for withdrawing a table service while warn us not to handle anything and recriminated us having put the cart there. Finally, a vexative treatment, a more than questionable attention by serving us the consumption and a super-disability feeling of having gone to give with a couple of restorers who, without doubt, could mask the entrance of the mortuary, na of any dictionary. The funny thing is we usually go where we've been treated well, so we'll never come back and talk to everyone we know so they know where and who's gonna leave the money. I also have bad days, but I'm going to go against the wall before I go out into the world. Then they will have the courage to complain about how bad the economy is going.