Walked into a restaurant, sat down and ordered… my favorite dish, grilled salmon
The waiter took my order to the chef
The chef then started preparing my order
He grabbed a nice piece of salmon, put it on the grill, and let the fire do the work
It’s now well-done all the way through
He grabbed the salmon by his tongs, moved salmon to a nicely decorated plate
Fuck!! … the salmon slid off the tongs straight down to the floor…
I sat still at my table, sipped my water, thinking about my salmon
The chef reached out with his tongs, grabbed the salmon
On the left was a garbage can. On the right… there was my plate
Chef thought about it for a second… what he could be doing
1.He could cut it off and throw the salmon in the garbage because it’s sickening and unethical. But if he does that, he’s going to be pretty mad with himself because he’s going to waste a nice piece of salmon and have to start from the beginning again…
2.Since no one is around, he could just pick the salmon up and place it nicely on my plate like nothing had happened. Don’t even have to lie… and everyone is happy
I was still sitting, waiting unwearyingly for my food
Thirty seconds later, the waiter came out, put the plate in front of my face and said… “Enjoy”
Without knowing the other half of the story, I ate it right up
Nothing happened to me
I didn’t get a bad stomach or any sorts of weird reactions
The chef is still working there, doing the same thing
I’m still walking the earth, unharmed…
If I could have chosen, I would rather know that the salmon was dirty, so I didn’t eat it… even if I had to wait for another half hour more.
But I couldn’t possibly have known that.
The chef did… and he made a choice for me