my life

Imagine you go to a pretty expensive restaurant, and you have a meal which costs quite a lot of money. You’re eating your meal, and it tastes pretty good. Then all of a sudden you realise that something’s not quite right, and it’s not actually food you’re eating but something that really resembles food. The waiter has done a really good job of making you believe you’re eating real food, and why shouldn’t you trust him?

All of a sudden you see a massive shit right in the middle of your plate.

This waiter, instead of coming over to the table and apologising for the fact that there’s a big shit in your dinner; instead tells you that there’s not really much he can do about it. Not only do you just have to eat the big shit, but he insists you will actually have to pay more for it – even though they served it to you, and you never asked for it. Why would you ask for a shit on your plate? You just wanted something nice to eat.

Now you have a choice: do you either sit there, eat the big poo, and pay more for it, as they suggest? Or, do you get up from your table and find another restaurant? You know there are other restaurants that don’t charge as much as this one, and there’s a chance that the food might actually be better. But you have to make that decision.

I’ve made my decision. I think I’ll go and find somewhere else to eat; I’m off.