The Burger

The Burger

It was a busy weekday as always. The rain dropped down the windows while I sat in this fast-food restaurant named Open Garden. And as every day I rested in the same niche. It was dinner time, but it never got really busy. This is why I liked to eat here. You had time to think about things. I looked at the staff that served the food to the guests. I did this for a while, before I turned my attention to the burger that was placed in front of me. I got the same burger every day. The people who worked here knew this and without asking they gave me the same type of burger every day. This is why I liked it to eat here. Today I did not grab immediately for the burger. Normally I just take it without thinking about it. Who thinks about much, you may ask. It is just a burger. But today was different. I just sat there and looked at it. Under my wet coat a beer belly began to grow. I’m really not fat, but I saw this burger and I wondered why it is so unhealthy. Bread, tomatoes, lettuce, pickles, cheese, onions. That sounds really not bad. To be honest, it seems to be really good for my body. Then I looked at the meat and the fat that was dripping from it, and I noticed that it was just a little part of the burger that made it so unhealthy. It was this small percentage that made it to a heart bomb. So, why not just take it off then? Following this conclusion I put the meat off the burger and took a bite of it. It tasted terrible. Something was missing. So, when you can’t eat it with it and also not without it, what should I do then? My view wandered to the menu. Between all those meals I found the solution: A chicken burger. Why should I try so hardly to improve my cheese burger, when I just can order a chicken burger? Why make something wrong right, when you can do it right the first time? Then I called the next staff member and ordered a chicken burger. And since then I never ordered a cheese burger again, but always a chicken burger. And by far, this was the best one I have ever eaten.

The Burger (Poem)

It was a busy weekday as always.

The train dropped down the window

While I sat in this fast-food restaurant

Named Open Garden.

And as every day

I rested in the same niche.

It was dinner time,

But it never got really busy.

This is why I liked it to eat here.

You had time to think about things.

I looked at the staff

That served the food to the guests.

I did this for a while,

Before I turned my attention

To the burger that was placed in front of me.

I got the same burger every day.

The people who worked here knew this

And without asking

They gave me the same type of burger

Every day.

This is why I liked to eat here.

Today I did not grab

Immediately for the burger.

Normally I just take it without thinking about it.

Who thinks about it

You may ask.

It is just a burger.

But today was different.

I just sat there

And looked at it.

Under my wet coat

A bear belly began to grow.

I am really not fat,

But I saw this burger

And I wondered why it is so unhealthy?

Bread, tomatoes, lettuce, pickles, cheese, onions.

That sounds really not bad.

To be honest

it seems to be really good

for my body.

 Then I looked at the meat

 and the fat that was dripping from it,

 and I noticed that it was just a little part

 of the burger that made it so unhealthy.

 It was this small percentage that made it to a heart bomb.

 So, why not just take it off then?

Following this conclusion

 I put the meat off the burger

 and took a bite of it.

 It tasted terrible.

Something was missing.

 So, when you can’t eat it with it

 and also not without it,

 what should I do then?

 My view wandered to the menu.

 Between all those meals

 I found the solution:

 A chicken burger.

 Why should I try so hardly to improve my cheese burger,

when I just can order

 a chicken burger?

 Why make something wrong right, when you can do it right the first time?

 Then I called the next staff member

 and ordered a chicken burger.

And since then I never ordered a cheese burger again,

 but always a chicken burger.

 And by far,

 this was the best one I have ever eaten.