It's Thanksgiving Day, and a restaurant regular has just started his dinner when he suddenly calls a waiter over. It's obvious he's upset. He's shoves his fist in the waiter's face and holds out a quarter, a dime and a nickel.
"What's the meaning of this?" he bellows. "I just found these coins in my soup!"
"Sir," the waiter says with great dignity, "I believe it was you who told me just a few days ago that you hoped you would see some change in our food on Thanksgiving."
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