“Life is largely a matter of expectation.”

– Horace, ancient Roman lyric poet

“I see I’m going to have to train you.”

The young server stared at the man.

“I beg your pardon, sir?” he said.

“I’m going to have to train you,” he repeated, motioning to the plate of bacon and eggs that had just been placed before him. When the server stood there looking perplexed, the man sighed and leaned back in his chair. He wore a look of exasperation. The look of someone trying to explain what seems blatantly obvious to him and thus should be, he believes, obvious to another.

“The bacon, man, the bacon! There should be four strips.”

“Four strips?” The server nervously scanne...

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