2015-05-06 - 6:31 p.m.
Warning: following metaphor is kind of disgusting.
So, imagine you're a waiter. You work in a restaurant, and a customer orders something, say, a sandwich, and you deliver the order to the kitchen, and then the chef just gets a plate and takes a shit on it. There's nothing on the plate but the chef's shit. And he looks at you expectantly, like, "OK, there's the sandwich. Better go take that out to the customer."
There's only so much time one can spend being that waiter before a certain level of resentment toward the chef develops, I guess is what I'm saying.