A Meal to Die For

Yesterday we went out for breakfast. Had my favorite, fried eggs with Chinese sausage and hot french bread.  Wonderful, until I found a STAPLE. The waitress asked did I want another one (another staple, I think one is enough for anybody). No fear. Won't be going back there for some time. In the same restaurant some months back I found a hair in my food. When I pointed it out to the waitress she proceeded to dig around on my plate with her fingers get the hair and then give me my food back. Why do we go there??????