This morning I had a nice chat with the shopkeeper from whom I bought my husband’s birthday present, the canopic jar. During the course of our conversation he said, “Excuse me, but I must tell you, you need to eat more. You are too thin. I don’t like to say it, but you almost look a little bit ill.”
I can’t deny it. I am thin. Just luck of the gene pool – and life without a car. I walk a lot. Living on the fourth floor doesn’t hurt either. By American standards I am just right for my height. Apparently by Egyptian standards I’m wasting away. This is perhaps why I don’t rate nearly the level of harassment in the street that other women I know speak of (the silver lining!).
Today the vegetable man gave me a tray of cookies that his wife made. I thought he was being so generous because I am a loyal customer and he likes me. But maybe he is on a campaign to fatten me up…
LOL Jenyfer. Maybe there’s something in that. You’ll have to observe closely and see if he pays the same attention to those women who are bigger than you.
by Shelley Munro October 21st, 2007 at 10:49 pmIf that really is his plan, he’s going to have to work harder because I only drop in on him once a week!! LOL
by Jenyfer Matthews October 22nd, 2007 at 8:48 am