Last night I was at Chili's, where I ordered my usual: broccoli cheddar soup and a Caesar salad. Delicious, and cheap too. The waiter brought me a cup of soup instead of a bowl. This happens sometimes; I said, "Um, it's supposed to be a bowl," because although I hate conflict and consider pointing this out a bit high-maintenance, I was hungry, darnit, and I ordered a BOWL, not a CUP. The waiter said, "Oh, okay, if that's what you want." No... it's not what I WANT...it's what I ORDERED. Grrr.

That is all.