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One day I had lunch with some friends. Jim, a short, balding golfer type about 80 years old, came along with them---all in all, a pleasant bunch.

When the menus were presented, we ordered salads, sandwiches, and soups, except for Jim who said, "Ice Cream, please.

Two scoops, chocolate. I wasn't sure my ears heard right, and the others were aghast.

"Along with heated apple pie," Jim added, completely unabashed.

We tried to act quite nonchalant, as if people did this all the time... But when our orders were brought out, I didn't enjoy mine.

I couldn't take my eyes off Jim as his pie a-la-mode went down. The other guys couldn

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One day I had lunch with some friends. Jim, a short, balding golfer type about 80 years old, came along with them---all in all, a pleasant bunch.

When the menus were presented, we ordered salads, sandwiches, and soups, except for Jim who said, "Ice Cream, please.

Two scoops, chocolate. I wasn't sure my ears heard right, and the others were aghast.

"Along with heated apple pie," Jim added, completely unabashed.

We tried to act quite nonchalant, as if people did this all the time... But when our orders were brought out, I didn't enjoy mine.

I couldn't take my eyes off Jim as his pie a-la-mode went down. The other guys couldn

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