Dinner was served. Trump got a different, more colorful salad dressing than theirs. His chicken had extra sauce on the side. With his pie came a double helping of vanilla. With theirs, a single. By [TIME] magazine’s account, there was no explanation. None was needed. He’s the president and you’re not.Sorry, but I find Trump's imperiousness to be no more endearing than (and every bit as unpalatable as) Obama's.