I was eating dinner with my dad at Erbert & Gerbert’s yesterday—I had a sandwich and Cheetos while he ate a bowl of chili—and it was kinda late, so there weren’t any other customers in the restaurant. Out of the blue, one of the guys working there (the night manager, perhaps?) asked if we wanted some chicken noodle soup. They can’t keep stuff like that overnight, so he was about to throw it out and he “didn’t want to let all that good food go to waste.”
Thus, to supplement our already tasty dinner, we got some small bowls of chicken noodle soup. (I imagine Dad felt pretty good about ordering chili instead of ending up with a second batch of the same stuff.) So to the dude who didn’t want to dump out all of the soup last night: Thanks for your generosity. It was yummy.
