One of the odd things when you go to a seafood place. Not that you see food and eat it. But when you go and there are lobsters in the tank.
What does it really mean to pick out your own meal. Sure the lobsters are in there stuffed like some bunk beds on top of each other. But still . . . what does it say about us as people.
I can see it now .
A name tag on a lobster and his employee number.
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