As my friend Marianne found out, some people like yogurt and some people don't.
I didn't have to time this morning to pack my usual lunch, so I grabbed a
yogurt and an apricot. I had eaten them on my morning break. By lunch
time, I was ravenous--thank you, thyroid and steroids--so I went to the
pizza shop to get a slice of pepperoni pizza. I saw one of our
miscreants there, Dave, and his father. I chatted with them, then went
to the counter to get my order.
Little Dave sauntered over and asked me
why I was getting food when I usually brought my own. (They all
know this because I always talk about home cooking with them). I told
Dave I was getting pizza because I didn't have time to get my lunch
together. He said, "Ms. B, you didn't have no time for your lunch,
but you had time to get your money? When I don't have no time, I don't
"Well, Dave, I always have a few dollars, not much, just
for an emergency. Good thing, too, today, because I am hungry. I
brought a yogurt and an apricot, but I ate them already 2 hours ago."
"Ms. B, you said Yogurt? Yuck! No wonder you gettin' somethin' good
like pizza!" LOL