Lunch Hour

I had a meeting in about 30 minutes and would hate to present the sales pitch on an empty stomach. 15 minutes was all I had to spare and 15 minutes to rush back and prepare.
Guess what, its lunch hour and every food shop in the city appears to have a long queues. Looking around saw a restaurant neon flashing in mid daylight. Though, that'll do.
Went in, and it was packed, except there was a chair empty at a table on the other end of the busy restaurant hall. On the other chair on that table, behold, its my boss, yelling at the waiter. My boss always yells, doesn't matter who, there is always a reason for him.
I made my way there and asked as politely as possible if I may join him. He looked upset, more than the usual, looked at me with a red face throbbing in anger, didn't say anything. Well, he did not say no, I took my chance and sat down. The waiter came and I asked him what he can bring me now, without waiting. He replied 'the special soup'. So be it, soup it is.
I noticed that boss had not touched his soup, the same one I ordered and it is just sitting there. Looked at my watch and 6 minutes had already passed. Asked him if he was going to have that soup, I ordered the same and he could have mine which would arrive hot. Thought to my self the he must be aware of the meeting I'm presenting in.
Well, here goes, I pulled bowl towards me again with as much politeness as I could manage. Amazingly my bosses expression remained absolutely unchanged. I started gobbling down the soup like there is no tomorrow. And as I reached the bottom of the bowl I could notice something there. Heck what ever, I kept at it and finally when I finished it all I could see that the object at the bottom of the bowl was a dead cockroach. Dear goodness, my stomach churned and almost in a single reflex all of what I just swallowed I puked back out onto the bowl drop for drop.

As I was reeling from it and began to process the information of what just happened, my boss spoke. "That's right, I did exactly the same!"