I really hope pregnancy can explain this one away.
I take public transit to work. I own a car, and it would be faster to drive, but due to my twenty-something need to make myself feel better about... well, myself... I take the BMW (bus-metro-walk).
Today, I caught the bus at around 5:50 from work. Not too late, all things considered. It lands me at the metro station. From the metro station, it's a nine minute metro ride til I switch modes again. The metro rolled into the station, and I plopped down, as I usually do. I'd just finished Player Piano, so I was out of reading material.
A late thirties-ish woman sat in the seat facing me. She was about a foot and a half away, facing at a right angle to me. Normal circumstance thus far. She was average looking in every sense of the word. Not tall, not short, not fat, not thin, not dressed in any way to turn heads. Bo-ring. I probably normally wouldn't have even made the distinction between her and the cinderblock walls of the metro station.
Until she reached into her purse.
She pulled out a block of cheese, white cheddar by the looks. It was about 4" square, and just shy of an inch deep. About the amount of cheese I'd use if I were making pizza for four people. She unwrapped it, and took a bite. And another. And another.
Now, I get hunger. When I get off my bike after a four hour ride, it's all I can do to keep from licking the sidewalk. But this chick just went to town on this cheese block. Bite, chew, chew, bite, chew, chew. She didn't even come up for air. "She'll wrap it up and put it away," I kept thinking. "After this bite." Bite, chew, chew, bite, chew, chew. By the time the ride was over, there was no more cheese. She ate enough cheese to make quesidillas for approximately eight ten-year-olds.
I don't know why, but this whole thing skeeved me out so thoroughly, I considered skipping dinner with my friends to go eat a bigass salad and throw out all the dairy in my fridge.
Man. People are so freakin' wierd.
Today, I caught the bus at around 5:50 from work. Not too late, all things considered. It lands me at the metro station. From the metro station, it's a nine minute metro ride til I switch modes again. The metro rolled into the station, and I plopped down, as I usually do. I'd just finished Player Piano, so I was out of reading material.
A late thirties-ish woman sat in the seat facing me. She was about a foot and a half away, facing at a right angle to me. Normal circumstance thus far. She was average looking in every sense of the word. Not tall, not short, not fat, not thin, not dressed in any way to turn heads. Bo-ring. I probably normally wouldn't have even made the distinction between her and the cinderblock walls of the metro station.
Until she reached into her purse.
She pulled out a block of cheese, white cheddar by the looks. It was about 4" square, and just shy of an inch deep. About the amount of cheese I'd use if I were making pizza for four people. She unwrapped it, and took a bite. And another. And another.
Now, I get hunger. When I get off my bike after a four hour ride, it's all I can do to keep from licking the sidewalk. But this chick just went to town on this cheese block. Bite, chew, chew, bite, chew, chew. She didn't even come up for air. "She'll wrap it up and put it away," I kept thinking. "After this bite." Bite, chew, chew, bite, chew, chew. By the time the ride was over, there was no more cheese. She ate enough cheese to make quesidillas for approximately eight ten-year-olds.
I don't know why, but this whole thing skeeved me out so thoroughly, I considered skipping dinner with my friends to go eat a bigass salad and throw out all the dairy in my fridge.
Man. People are so freakin' wierd.
posted by M at 9:24 PM
7 Comments:
And she didnt even consider sharing it with you!? Bad, bad, bad!lol!
Why pregnancy? I eat whole 250grms chocolate bars without coming for air!! Used to, actually!!!
Fitèna
I could do that with a hunk of Colby
Gyyeeeeeecccccccchhhh!
Skeeved-- skanked and peeved-- exactly how I feel after reading this post.
I really hope pregnancy doesn't explain this. A child getting that dose of cheese canNOT grow up to be functional.
Vile cheese temptress!
-Suley
I've put away hunks of cheese like that before, although admittedly it took me slightly longer and my choice of dairy vice is pepperjack.
Don't be such a girly.
Lol, that is so utterly random.
I hope she eats some fiber. She's going to have problems if she doesn't.
maybe she is really a mouse. or a rat.
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