I am Borg; resistance is futile

I like sushi, as I have already mentioned. I also am happy when people I like also like sushi. And if given a chance, I will assimilate you into sushi-hood. One of my coworkers, TM, an adventurous sort, has had sushi only once. He had the misfortune to go to a local restaurant and eat at their buffet. The food at that restaurant is okay at best, and their buffet isn't "best". So another coworker (TK) and I decided to expose him to better sushi, in hopes that he would be assimilated into the ranks of sushi-eaters.

Today was the day. All three of us were in a meeting just before lunch. The meeting was dragging on and getting seriously boring. TK mouthed I'm hungry from across the room, and I pretended to eat my pen in reply. Eventually (for the sake of my sanity and my stomach), the meeting ended and we set out. I hadn't eaten at this place, but TK is a regular there. Their selection looked good, and they had some cool, creative rolls to choose from.

TM seemed a bit unnerved, although that is not likely -- he is so not the nervous type. TK and I asked questions, since he allowed us to order for him. While there was the lure of ordering sweet shrimp (which comes with eyes attached [I don't eat things that are looking at me]) or ikura (big fat salmon eggs which are salty and fishy), the point of this exercise was assimilation, not revulsion. So TK and I ordered standard fare (nigiri salmon, tuna, white tuna, yellowtail, and eel). We also got a few crazy rolls. All of the food was good, and the salmon was excellent. TM liked it.

He's been assimilated (second coworker in as many months!)... Bwahaha.