Goldstein had been going to the same restaurant for ten years. Every day he starts with the same thing, barley soup. One day, as soon as he comes in the waiter brings the soup over to his table.
“I want you to taste the soup,” Goldstein says as the waiter starts to walk away.
“What’s the matter?” the waiter asks, “Every day you take the same barley soup.”
“I want you to taste the soup,” Goldstein repeats.
“You don’t want the barley soup?” the waiter says, “I’ll bring you something else.”
“I want you to taste the soup,” Goldstein says once more.
“Okay, okay, I’ll taste the barley soup,” says the waiter, wearily, “Where’s the spoon?”
“Aha!”