I attended an event this weekend at a classic hotel, a New York institution. When the waiter arrived for our drink orders, I asked, "Can I have a Coke, please?"
"Diet Coke?"
"No, regular." And, in a particular feisty mood, I added: "Do you think I should have Diet?"
"Oh, no, no. . . " he backpedaled.
Poor man. Here I am targeting all my frustrations about our body- and diet-obsessed culture on him, when he's just playing the odds.
"Diet Coke?"
"No, regular." And, in a particular feisty mood, I added: "Do you think I should have Diet?"
"Oh, no, no. . . " he backpedaled.
Poor man. Here I am targeting all my frustrations about our body- and diet-obsessed culture on him, when he's just playing the odds.