Before I get started, here is what you need to know about eggs:http://www.puissance.ca/blog/2007/08/05/ordering-eggs-at-a-restaurant/
I like my eggs somewhere between over medium and hard. Ihop tells me it's called "over medium well", and when I order them like that there, they are almost always correct. They look like the picture of the soft boiled egg except their fried. There is this one place here in Houston that always makes my eggs horribly wrong. This last time I ordered my eggs "over medium well" and they were easy... barely. The time before that, they were just shy of sunny side up. That's not even close! If you order eggs over medium, it makes more sense that, if the cook doesn't make them right, they'd end up hard. They are always really runny. To be honest, I'll eat eggs almost any way, but I prefer them over medium well. So, I don't usually say anything. This leads me to my question:
What do I do if my eggs are served wrong? I know it will piss off the cook if I send them back, and the chances of them getting them right the second time are about the same as they were when I asked the first time. If they don't know how to make eggs to order in the first place, sending them back won't do any good. So, do I just suck it up and eat the eggs or do I send them back?
Any thoughts would be appreciated. This happens to me all the time. Even I ca
With the death of Neil Armstrong and an episode of Doctor Who, I got to thinking.
When The Eagle landed on the moon, people all over were watching from home. With the advent of the television, it helped people unite and be excited about something. Kids all over pretended they were astronauts and some fell so in love with the idea of space study and travel that they later pursued careers in those fields. It was an exciting and momentous occasion. People came together to share it.
TC and I recently watched an episode of Doctor Who entitled "The Idiot's Lantern". The story takes place around the same time as the Queen Elizabeth II's coronation in 1952. Rose keeps mentioning that televisions weren't common and people were all jam-packed in living rooms to watch the coronation together. It was a moment in history when people came together to celebrate something great.
This is my question:
On a national level, what sort of event would have to happen to get people to unite like that again? 9/11 had the world's attention and brought a lot of people closer together. When Curiosity landed on Mars, people were watching, but now that we can access news any time we want, we didn't all watch it live or together. Has the availability of information killed any chance of coming together like the US did in 1969 or the UK did in 1952?
I'm excited to hear your opinions, please leave comments!
Why do we try to change the ones we love?
This is something that I have never understood. I mean, you love that person the way they are, so why would you want them to change? Sure, everyone has those nasty little habits that certain people may find repulsive or downright strange. I'm slightly obsessive about alphabetizing things. When I was a kid, I would alphabetize my crayons. This, I am well aware, is not my most charming characteristic. I have other quirks that I hope you never have to find out about. The point is, you love someone because they are different, because they have a different way of thinking, because they can put up with you. Why try to make them more like you? Isn't one enough?
Don't get me wrong, I know that sacrifice is a part of any human relationship, but sacrifice doesn't equal change.
I think one of the reasons my sister and I get along so well now is because we spent years trying to change the other person until we learned to accept each other for who we really are. When I was a kid, I wanted nothing more than to be just like my big sister. She, I'm sure, wanted me to leaver her alone. ;) I tried to change who I was to be more like her. I was talking to her the other day on the phone about my inability to have normal human relationships. She made it a point to say, "You can tell me anything, and I won't judge you." I had always assumed that, but it really resonated with me. I don't know if it was hearing it out loud that did it. It meant so much to me because my sister and I have chosen very different paths in life. It's easy to judge someone who isn't like you. So, it took several... decades... but we reached the point where we don't want to change each other, we accept each other for the different, awesome people we are.
So, I ask again: Why do we try to change the ones we love?
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