When I go to a restaurant and my soup is cold, I tell the waiter. Why? Well, a) I don’t really like eating cold soup, and b) I’m sure it wasn’t intended on being served cold, so I’d like to get it rectified. When I tell them, the waiter doesn’t choose to ignore me, or […]

Remember when we were all younger and the only notions we had of dating were what we saw on TV and in movies? The guy (we’ll call him Mr. Right) would pick the girl (Mrs. Right, for lack of a better name) up at her brownstone – because anyone who was anyone had a brownstone, they’d go out […]