I have a love / hate relationship with eating out.
Love: having someone else cook, do the dishes, and clean up.
Hate: explaining how to prepare chicken and vegetables.
This afternoon I had a lunch with another leadership coach and friend to discuss business and life; not necessarily in that order.
After a cursory glance over three pages filled with pasta, I decided to ask for grilled chicken and steamed veggies.
Simple, or so I thought.
When our waiter who was all of 19 years old and sprinted from table to table with a water pitcher in hand came to take our order, I made my simple request.
DL – Yes, may I have a grilled chicken breast with a side of steamed vegetables? No butter, no oil. Thanks.
Sprinting Waiter with Water Pitcher in Hand – (A painful expression crosses his face) What?
DL – Chicken, grilled. Veggies steamed. No butter, no oil. Just plain food. Boring. I like boring. Make it as boring as possible.
SWWPH –Ok, so what kind of sauce would you like on your chicken and vegetables? We have a garlic cream sauce that goes great with chicken.
DL – No sauce. Plain. Boring. No butter. No oil.
SWWPH – No oil? So just chicken and vegetables?
DL – Yes. Exactly. Plain, boring, dull, and unexciting food. If you want to go crazy, have the chef put pepper and garlic on it.
SWWPH – Ok. Got it! (Huge grin)
While we talked business I watched him serve tables like he was training for a track and field event complete with plates of pasta, cheese grater, and a water pitcher.
SWWPH – Here you go…cheese?
DL – Nope. Pepper if you have it.
SWWPH – Are you sure you don’t want a sauce? I feel so bad for you. Seriously….you just want chicken and vegetables?
DL – Yup, I just want this. I choose this. I am happy, don’t feel bad for me.
Who knew ordering healthy food could make someone feel so sorry for me!