"I can have it ready for you at about two this afternoon, but it will cost you."
"No problem," says Brian.
At two o'clock, Brian shows up at the bakery. The baker displays the cake to him in all its glory. Brian flies into a rage. "Not that kind of B, you idiot!" he screams. "I wanted a flowing B in script."
The baker retorts, "You didn't tell me that's what you wanted! I tell you what. I can give you that kind of cake, but it's gonna cost you. Come back at six."
Brian comes back at six and the baker shows him the cake. Brian studies it and says, "That's the shape I wanted, but I don't care for that frosting; could you frost it in a mocha flavor?"
"I can frost in mocha," says the baker. "Come back at nine o'clock." At nine Brian comes back and the cake is prepared to perfection. The baker is just about to put it in a box.
"Don't bother," says Brian, "I'll eat it here."
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An architect watched while a mechanic removed engine parts from his car to get to the valves. A surgeon, waiting for his car being repaired, walked over to observe the process. After they introduced themselves, they began talking and the talk turned to their lines of work.
"You know, doctor," the architect, "I sometimes believe this type of work is as complicated as the work we do."
"Perhaps," the surgeon replied. "But let's see him do it when the engine is running."