I was eating out with a friend of mine at this bistro in soho at new york. and while we were eating we noticed something strange on her chicken and it looked like hair. it was short curly hair. and we complained about it. so the manager came and looked at it for a quick second and quickly dismissed it as a fiber of some vegetable and when we asked for our money back because we sincerely didn't believe it to have been just that, he then took his pen and poked the chicken with it and then picked up the hair with his bare hand and said it wasn't hair and that we will not get our money back since she's already eaten half the food. and then just wipe his hand on his apron with the hair on it. omg wtf is the matter with this mutha!