We Don’t All Like The Same Things

My 8-year-old son tried roast potato.

Not chips, or fries. He ate roast jacket potato.

“Yum!” he said.

So I gave him his own.

After two bites, he exclaimed “Yuck!”

“What’s wrong?” I asked, “I thought you liked it.”

“I did. But the aftertaste is bad!”

Some jobs are potatoes.

Push them to the side and go find fries.