Further proof that fats are just overgrown children I work in a bakery/cafe. Today a ham ate half of its wonton soup before it decided it was too salty. (We tasted it, it was perfectly fine.) Then it decided that in exchange for its horrible meal, it wanted a piece of cake. For free. My boss, unfortunately, is the nicest person in the world, sometimes to her own disadvantage, and appeased the ham so that it would stop complaining. I've been to plenty of restaurants where I ended up not liking what I ordered, but never once in my life did I throw a fit and demand free dessert. They have no sense of dignity, I swear.