Back in the days of Windows 95, one of my colleagues paid a visit to his counterparts over in the Windows NT team as part of a continuing informal engagement to keep the Windows NT developers aware of the crazy stuff we've been doing on the Windows 95 side.
One particular time, his visit occurred in late morning, and it ran longer than usual, so the Windows NT folks said, "Hey, it's lunchtime. Do you want to join us for lunch? It's sort of our tradition to go to Chili's for lunch on Thursdays."
My colleague cheerfully accepted their offer.
The group were shown to their table, and the Windows NT folks didn't even look at the menus. After all, they've been here every week for who-knows-how-long, so they know the menu inside-out.
When the server came to take the orders, they naturally let my colleague order first, seeing as he was their special guest.
"I'll have a chicken ranch sandwich."
The folks from the Windows NT team then placed their orders.
"I'll have the turkey sandwich."
"A turkey sandwich for me, please."
Every single person ordered a turkey sandwich.
After the server left, my colleague asked, "Why do you all order the turkey sandwich?"
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