My recent experience at Japan Inn in plantation was down right atrocious! The start of the experience was already rocky - we were sat at a table directly in front of the women’s bathroom directly under a leak, . When we asked if we can move, we were swiftly pushed into ordering drinks and food instead of rectifying our current issue. Me and my friend proceeded to just try to stick it out even if we were uncomfortable. As the cooking proceeded, the smoke was getting heavy and was building up on our side. Both of our eyes became irritated because of the smoke building up so we decided to move down a chair each. Caesar the mediocre cook, a fat sweaty mess with his hair up, took Offense to us moving to get away from the smoke, he began to berate my friend. Telling us what he couldn’t control - when we only moved and spoke amongst ourselves and never said a word about it him because we knew he couldn’t do anything about it. Caesar the pig intruded in our conversation to pick a fight. Caesar consistently berated my friend and I by telling us what he can and can not do - instead of just cooking as his job title suggest. Caesar also did not cook the chicken in our combo that was ordered and burnt our shrimp.If you ask me he seemed under the influence to be so boldly inappropriate as as if he knew his actions would have no consequence.Caesar also, made crude jokes in front of a family with a young child. Pinky was our server and no better! The experience was beyond piss poor, if I ever go back Pinky and Caesar will not have anything to do with my experience!