I love meat loaf. Meat loaf freshly served or a cold meat loaf sandwich served with a topping of ketchup. Makes no difference. Either way is just fine.
I never have meat loaf that I don't think of my good friend, Mike. The two of us probably ate more meat loaf than any two young guys ever.
Today my wife and I were out and about running some errands. About noon we both said that we were a bit hungry and so we stopped to get a bite to eat. We stopped at this restaurant, a national chain, you would recognize the name.
When the young waiter came to take our order I sensed a bit of what I would call hesitation on his part. He seemed a bit unsure of himself. When asked about something on the menu he did not know. (He did check and came back with an answer) When he brought the drink order he forgot the water my wife had ask for.
When our order came, he apologized to me saying, "I know you ordered a grilled meat loaf sandwich but this is the meal order of meat loaf. I did give you an extra side order." He looked at me waiting for my reaction. I told him that the meal would be fine. Cut the young man some slack. One, these days I respect any young person, kid who is working. Period. It speaks volumes to me. Kid not asking for a handout. Also, our eighteen year old granddaughter, who will be a college sophomore, is working as a waitress to help support her college efforts. So yes thinking of her taking orders, serving probably that did figure in to my thinking.
This past November my wife and I were on a Viking River cruise traveling in Germany. She and I have had the good fortune to travel in Europe on other occasions. One of the things I like to do when traveling anywhere is talk with the natives.
One afternoon we were on a tour in Budapest. While taking a break sitting with the young tour guide in a coffee shop I ask her a question. I will often ask a native what their thoughts are regarding America and Americans. Seems these days the U.S. media would tell us that America and Americans are not thought of that highly. She smiled, hesitated a moment and said, "I love Americans I hope some day to visit your country." "You are very diplomatic in your answer but is there anything in particular you noticed about us Americans?" She replied, "You must remember we lived under Communism well into the 1990s', terrible conditions, and now things so much better." She again smiled and said, "But I do notice on occasion Americans seem to, well I think your word is complain about matters that we would not think that important to talk or complain about."
You know sometimes getting something not quite as one requested really is not that big a deal. Some would say "well you ordered a sandwich and that was not what you got." True. "They should make it right, and the meal would cost you a bit more than a sandwich." That also is true.
But I thought about the young ladies words..."But I do notice on occasion that Americans seem to complain about matters that we would not think that important." You know I had ordered meat loaf, I got meat loaf. True it did not come to me in the "form" in which I had ordered....but was it really that big a deal?
Remembering the young ladies words....the meal was fine.... and maybe it would be good for us to remember....that sometimes we don't have to have "everything just like we ordered it." You know after all............. meat loaf is meat loaf.
May 6, 2017