I'll take care of it for you.

Ate lunch at Burgerville, reading 'Vamps and Tramps: New Essays' by Camille Paglia for the third time since 1994. So, the essays aren't that "New", but I like reading about pop culture and harangues against the political correctness of 90s-era academe.

Order was brought to my table by a tall beefy guy with great self-assurance. He had a serious look in his eye. As he set the tray down he said: "If you need anything more from here you let me know and I'll take care of it for you." No irony. This was a point of honor for him. Felt like being in a mobster movie but without the racial caricatures.

The meal was tasty, and made even more satisfying knowing that if I wanted a sportscar or someone snuffed out, it could happen.