June 12, 2006


After the trip this weekend, I woke very tired this morning. It did not take long to decide to call the office and let them know I was taking a day off.

Wee One and I ran several errands and ended up in the grocery store.

On the bread aisle I picked up a loaf of Honey Wheat, then scoured the mass of shelves for low carb wheat tortillas. Around here, there are just as many shelves with bread as there are with tortillas. As I was searching, an older Hispanic gentlemen smiled at me and said: "No one makes tortillas at home any more, I have to buy them here."

I just smiled in return.

He then leaned over and asked: "Did your mother teach you to make tortillas?"

"No, sir," I responded, "my mother is Asian."

Surpised, he stepped back and looked me up and down.

"You are so big to be Chinese."

Gracias, Señor, you've done wonders for my self-esteem.

Posted by Christina at June 12, 2006 01:25 PM


Ack! This is why I hate people . . .

Posted by: oddybobo at June 12, 2006 01:44 PM

Yeah, I know.

However, he was not trying to be mean at all, he was just trying to cover for his mistake.

I still feel like a cow, though.

; )

Posted by: Christina at June 12, 2006 01:46 PM

Tall. He meant tall. :)

Posted by: caltechgirl at June 12, 2006 02:04 PM

if you're still feeling like a cow, then i must believe that bovine is beautiful ; )

Posted by: amelie at June 12, 2006 03:15 PM

"Senor, you are so thin to be Mexican!"

Posted by: Bob at June 15, 2006 08:43 AM

So, what you're saying is that you're not Chinese, then?

Damn, those wontons tased so authentic, too...


Posted by: El Capitan at June 15, 2006 12:09 PM

That'll teach you to call in sick!

Posted by: epador at June 16, 2006 08:46 AM

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