pork

I had two interesting conversations with the lady who sells me pork, one right after another this morning. I find the sequence funny.

"I'll have one kilogram of pork." (I always buy a kilogram.)

"How many people are you going to feed?" (A local would typically buy 1/5 of a kilogram to feed an entire family.)

"Oh. Four."

Eyebrows raised, lips pursed. Then, she said…

"You're losing weight."

(Pleased that she noticed.) "Yes!"

"Really. You're skinnier than before."

"Yes, thank you!"

"Are you sick?"

"Oh. No, I just exercise a lot."

Eyebrows raised, lips pursed.

I can actually guess at her thought process, wondering how in the world I can pig out on so much meat and still manage to lose weight.

Anyway. It was a humorous spot in a very busy, but good—looooong—day. It was time to call it a night a few hours ago, so… that's it for tonight.