Everyone knows that I love taking pictures of insects. However, not so much when the insect is in my salad.
Last night I picked up a little salad from the asylum’s salad bar and took it back to the Old Bat Cave. I settled down in my chair and started happily munching away… when what did I find? A dead fly!
What to do? Should I indignantly take my salad with fly down to the bistro? And demand what? Another salad? Just make a scene? What would that prove? Maybe get me a new salad. Maybe get a refund. And besides – the salad was almost all gone. Just how many flies had I eaten?
Well, I decided to just pitch the fly and the associated lettuce leaf. And finish my dinner. Including the rest of the salad. What good would complaining about the fly do? It wasn’t intentional. Flies happen.
But, it was an opportunity to research that great old “Waiter! There’s a fly in my soup!” line. Apparently that joke goes back to the 1870’s in the US. Check it out->