I brought some black bean chili for lunch today but ran out of tortillas and forgot to turn on the rice cooker last night.
So I brought the chili thinking that I could just order a plate of rice from the kitchen.
Alas, this was an exercise that took about 15 minutes' discussion with the Kitchen Wench:
Me: I'd like to order a plate of rice for lunch.
KW: That's not possible. There's only rice with meat sauce.
Me: So you can't just put some plain rice on a plate for me?
Me: Why not?
KW: It's not possible.
Me: So you cook the rice and the sauce in the same pot?
Me: Really? Every time I order rice with sauce they come on different plates. Why can't you just give me a plate of rice?
Me: I just want a plate of rice. No sauce.
KW: Just rice? No sauce?
KW: (muffled discussion in Mooré with other Kitchen Wenches) OK.
Me: Thank you. Now why did we just spend 15 minutes discussing this?
KW: You want it in 15 minutes?
Me: (hangs up and pulls hair)
I stalked over to the receptionist and she assured me that it was them, not me. Then another colleague came in and suggested that next time I should order the rice with sauce and just send the sauce back. He added that they'll charge me for both, regardless.