conversations
Nov. 25th, 2004 12:51 pmChatting with the lady* at the gym: She is burbling about her Thanksgiving plans so I idly mention that I am having T-day dinner with a group of vegetarians. Her eyes light up, she sits up straighter: "Ooo, are you having a Tofu Turkey?!". I express mild doubt, she proceeds to tell me all about the tofu turkey she saw on TV. And later reminds me to let her know if we have one.
Later recounting this to Linda, one of the aforementioned vegetarians, her response, loosely paraphrased: People respond to the idea of a vegetarian Thanksgiving the same way as the idea of gay sex. They are just fascinated because they can't quite imagine how it's done.
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* ...who scarily turns out to be only 4 years older than me, but seems so sweetly maternal and utterly suburban that it seems right to refer to her as a "lady". I guess I am doing better than I sometimes think at maintaining a certain level of immaturity...
Later recounting this to Linda, one of the aforementioned vegetarians, her response, loosely paraphrased: People respond to the idea of a vegetarian Thanksgiving the same way as the idea of gay sex. They are just fascinated because they can't quite imagine how it's done.
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* ...who scarily turns out to be only 4 years older than me, but seems so sweetly maternal and utterly suburban that it seems right to refer to her as a "lady". I guess I am doing better than I sometimes think at maintaining a certain level of immaturity...