I give to you an overheard, paraphrased, one-sided phone conversation at Whole Foods Bowery in New York City in eleventy-one words...
‘I’ve been working out.’
‘Yeah, I have a trainer.’
‘I lift weights and do cardio four times a week.’
‘But I’m still a skinny bitch. If you saw me you’d say I
look exactly the same.’
‘I’ve been going for
three months. He says I’m exercising and eating right. He tells me to be
patient.’
‘I eat like a fucking bird.’
‘Yes, kale and lentils and other tasteless shit. Do you know
how much protein powder costs?’
‘I’m over it.’
‘What’s worse is I’m surrounded by people who do nothing and
look perfect.’
‘I know.’
‘I know.’
‘I know!’
‘I’m never going to find anyone anyway. Why do I even
bother?’
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