Had my lunch just now at the food centre.
The cleaning Auntie came up and cleared my plate with the food still in my mouth and my utensils still in my hands.
Flabbergasted, I jokingly asked her if she is rushing for time. To which, she remained silent, so focused was she on clearing my plates.
The uncle who sat next to me informed me that this particular lady is not all there, don’t get mad at her.
No harm done; I finished lunch anyway. I smiled and went off.