Medium Rare and Medium Despair?
Customer: “I’ll take a porterhouse.”
Me: “Yes, sir. Which one would you like?”
Customer: “Any of them. They all look good.”
I select one that has a nice-sized fillet and good marbling.
Customer: “Wow. You’re lucky I’m not picky.”
Me: “Did you want a different one?”
Customer: *Sighs.* “No. That one is fine… I guess.”
Me: “I can get you any one you want.”
Customer: *Deeper sigh.* “This one is fine.”
Me: “Seriously, these are all available.”
Customer: *Deepest of all sighs.* “No. I just have to accept what life has chosen for me.”
Me: “Okay.”
I bag up and hand over his steak. As he’s paying:
Customer: *Sigh that breaks existence.*
