On a hot Saturday afternoon, an acquaintance of mine bought a Venti Cafe Americano at a Starbucks. He shelled out 5 bucks for the "refreshing" drink, took one sip and made a face as if he just smelt my armpits.
I cringed. He squawked. We cribbed.
As we grouched about how the billion dollar enterprise was looting us by charging a fortune for their disgusting beverages, we contemplated suing for consumer rights and demanding a full refund. While we took a most solemn vow not to ever drink at a Starbucks again, I noticed that the dude had sipped down the entire coffee with a satisfactory burp.
I gazed. He grinned. We howled with laughter.
We Indians are taught a life of frugality - taught that it is a measure of shrewdness - the one who is more frugal is smarter. I am sure now.
If the dude were to ever contemplate suicide and purchase a costly - more effective and efficacious cyanide, I am sure the thought of gulping the whole bottle down would cross his mind. Why? Coz he paid for it, dammit! The sheer determination to get his money's worth, would keep him going till the last sip. In the effort he might be the one who has survived the longest after tasting the poison. So, we might finally know what cyanide tastes like!
Aloha, all the medicos. Please reach out to ponnuswamy.veramuthomani.mudaliyar@pongalia.com and I assure you that you can try all your experiments on him and then some ;)
Ponnu,
If you are reading this, in the interests of scientific progress, I am sure you would oblige. Psst, I keep half the money if you sell your only functional kidney.
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