I found this metaphor for therapeutic mismatch on the web.
Kathy Broady says:
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If you don’t like the food at a particular restaurant, then go to a different restaurant. It would be unreasonable to throw a hissy fit in a Chinese restaurant, demanding Mexican food. If you want Mexican food, just go on down the road till you find the Mexican restaurant, and leave the Chinese restaurant to do what it does best – serving Chinese food.
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This doesn't address the core issue.
I've waited all night to be served and now it's here, it tastes horrible. It makes no difference to me if this is the wrong food or the right food done badly. I've handed over the cash and I'm still hungry.
I don't want to become a gourmet. I just want a meal I can eat!