Feeling hungry, I drove down to the local diner. I perused the menu and made my choice: eggs, bacon and flapjacks. When the waitress brought the plate, I quickly noticed something was wrong. No eggs, no bacon, no golden, flaky flapjacks! Instead I saw a peach half, cottage cheese and a stalk of celery on the plate. “Um, excuse me, miss. None of this is what I ordered.” She answered matter-of-factly, “Well, sir, you are fat. I cannot in good conscience bring you food that will just make you fatter.” My stomach roared its disapproval and I left, still hungry.
The County Clerk
The County Clerk
The County Clerk
Feeling hungry, I drove down to the local diner. I perused the menu and made my choice: eggs, bacon and flapjacks. When the waitress brought the plate, I quickly noticed something was wrong. No eggs, no bacon, no golden, flaky flapjacks! Instead I saw a peach half, cottage cheese and a stalk of celery on the plate. “Um, excuse me, miss. None of this is what I ordered.” She answered matter-of-factly, “Well, sir, you are fat. I cannot in good conscience bring you food that will just make you fatter.” My stomach roared its disapproval and I left, still hungry.