Overheard at the Ponderosa buffet line tonight:
Extremely overweight woman to small child: Do you want pudding?
Pudgy child pointing to the bowl of shiny apples: I want an apple.
Woman: No, do you want chocolate pudding or vanilla pudding?
Child: I want an apple.
Woman: Here’s some chocolate pudding.
She took him back to the table where she sat down with another woman, also extremely overweight, who was eating a plate of mashed potatoes and dinner rolls.
What’s wrong with this picture?
(After the pudding, she got him jell-o, ice cream and some kind of green smeary bits. The Cabana Boy and I kept wanting to go pick the child up and feed him some green beans.)