Let us have lettuce
He is making my salad.
I hate salad but am recently feeling that perhaps I could stand to have a bit more greenery in my life. For my health and an elevated sense of virtue. I placed my order and he is making it to order.
This time it occurs to me to ask, “Does working here make you eat healthier?”
“No. In fact the opposite, I eat a lot of pizza,” he replies. He has only recently started this job and has not yet been inspired to eat what he makes.
This makes me feel better.
If I made salad for a living I would eat nothing but french fries.