Saturday, 17 April 2010
(Article by Michael Holden)
In an American airport bar, I didn't notice what the woman sitting next to me had ordered, but I started to pay attention when she tried to negotiate over how long it should be cooked for.
Woman "Could I get that rare?"
Waitress "How do you mean?"
Woman "I'd like it cooked rare."
Waitress "I don't think we're allowed to do that. I think they all have to come the same way. It's good, though."
Woman (unmoved) "I don't want it medium rare or anything."
Waitress "I think it just comes how it comes. I never heard anyone complain about it. I'll check. Shall I check?"
Woman "Please check."
She left and came back triumphant, full of possibilities, channelling the remnants of the Obama vibe.
Waitress "Yes! Yes, we can do that."
Less than three minutes later the waitress brought the woman a plate of fish that looked anaemic. You could tell by sight that it would be a mistake to eat it.
Woman (pushing it away) "Can you cook this more?"
Waitress (taking it) "Absolutely."
She was gone for another few minutes and when she came back the fish looked edible. The woman, though, just looked at it sideways and prodded her Blackberry. Evidently she wasn't big on second chances.
Waitress (checking back, but happy to ignore the evidence on the plate) "How is everything?"
Woman (just as willing to maintain the delusion) "Everything's great."
Waitress (reaching for the untouched plate) "Are we done here?"
Woman (more right than she knew) "Yes we are".
Monday, 14 July 2008
Whoops! Managed to scoop myself by publishing this weeks article with last week's image last week (if that makes sense!?!?!) - here's the article again with the correct image!
Of the many things to admire about New York City its inhabitant's
uninhibited facility for loud public conversations naturally falls
near the top of my list. The simplest excursion will likely lead you
though the edges of endless dramas. Why anybody watches television
here is beyond me. I was eating breakfast when the people across from
me launched into a complex business/wildlife analogy.
Man 1: "It's a tough organization, there are sharks on the bottom, and
Huck is like a great white-he'll eat a rubber tire, and he'll keep
coming at you- not so smart but he'll do anything."
Man 2: "Edna's like the good shark.
The other man pulled a face that said "What do you mean by 'good shark?'"
Man 2: (Trying to bail out) "I mean, the kind of shark that, you
know…not like a great white, the one that floats around. Helping
Man 1: (Frowning and laughing) "What kind of animal, is this? Where
did you hear about it?"
Man 2: "You know, I mean she's good, Edna."
Waitress (pouring coffee) "You want more coffee?"
Man 2 "What's that, a rhetorical question?"
Waitress: "Ooh, 'rhetorical question.' I'm impressed.'
Man 1: "You should be, he's trying to impress you."
Man 2: (staring into some form of hand held device and considering his
professional existence) "You know I won't even take my blackberry home
Man 1: "You've drawn a line in the sand."
Man 2 " I'm saying, 'this is where it stops.'"
Man 1 (looking past his friend toward the waitress)"I have so much
admiration for that."
Article by Michael Holden