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So, this evening,

mjperson and I went to Chipotle again before the Comet run. Some of you may remember the last time and the Great Confusion about how many tacos "tacos" is, and that the canonical answer is "three".

I can now order tacos, it turns out. But Mike can no longer order two tacos, because now he knows that he's paying for three tacos, and paying for three but only getting two is Wasteful.

"Can I have two tacos... argh, no, better make it three."

Then he eats two tacos, and picks unhappily at the third.

It amuses me that I break in exactly the opposite direction than he does, and it should surprise no one who knows the both of us that I break by Not Understanding and he breaks when his Reality Denial is Thwarted.

Current Mood: amused

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From:

desireearmfeldt

Whereas I would possibly be confused by not knowing how many tacos were in an order, but would assume it was a standard amount and that if I wanted to know, I'd ask and they'd tell me; but like mjperson, I'd be bothered by knowing that 3 was more than I wanted but I could have 2 for the same price (but I think it would lead me to just get something else that didn't bother me).

From:

jdbakermn.livejournal.com

I'll break on both sides of that (as previously commented). It happens a lot with the "value meals" at fast food restaurants, where I really don't want large fries. I want a sandwich, small fries and large drink. But that's more expensive than ordering the sandwich, large fries and large drink. It hurts my head. Lately I've just been avoiding fastfood, or ordering without fries to avoid the situation entirely.