Maybe my order is complicated, sort of like when you substitute regular fries for yucca fries, ciabatta in place of baguette, truffle aioli versus garlic mayo, hold the tomatoes, etc. When my meal arrives and a few of the instructions were confused or forgotten, where is the point at which the food should be sent back? If it's a small thing, like I might have to pick out the raw onions from the salad or request a different dipping sauce, perhaps it's salvageable. Yet, if the server brings a sandwich instead of a salad is that enough? What if I asked for the sauce on the side and the dish came drenched in it?
It's easy to compromise when it's about small things, when they aren't deal-breakers. However, when there are so many things that aren't as requested, can a redeeming factor be found? Sometimes it's about adjusting expectations, but other times, the food just isn't edible.
Perhaps you've been accused of being a picky eater or a food snob, but remember, you're the one who has to eat it, so you have every right to be choosy.
Being picky can be a reason why someone isn't married, sure, as often people are choosy about ridiculous things that don't matter in the long run. Yet, there are certain things that are non-negotiable. If there isn't a connection or you don't like the person, for example, no matter how many other things "work," the person isn't for you. That's not being finicky. We're choosing a life partner, not a meal that you'll forget about tomorrow.
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Haha, good times! And good point :)
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