Assumptions
May. 30th, 2010 04:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
deaneMy turn at the deli counter had arrived. "Five hundred grams of corned beef. Shaved, please."
"That allows you to pile it on higher," the middle-aged woman next in line said with a knowing smile.
I gently corrected her. "Actually, I find that the quality of the meat varies and sometimes there can be gristly bits which make it hard to chew. By getting it shaved it's always easy to chew."
"Oh, that's a good idea!" she agreed, then added, "Women can be so clever!"
I looked around briefly to see what 'women' she was referring to before realizing that she was making the assumption that my "wife" had sent me out, like a trained dog, to retrieve groceries.
"No woman involved", I said, looking around for a sharp object with which to jab her in the eye. "It's my own idea."
To her credit, she seemed truly delighted at the thought that a man might have ideas of his own about food preparation.
"That allows you to pile it on higher," the middle-aged woman next in line said with a knowing smile.
I gently corrected her. "Actually, I find that the quality of the meat varies and sometimes there can be gristly bits which make it hard to chew. By getting it shaved it's always easy to chew."
"Oh, that's a good idea!" she agreed, then added, "Women can be so clever!"
I looked around briefly to see what 'women' she was referring to before realizing that she was making the assumption that my "wife" had sent me out, like a trained dog, to retrieve groceries.
"No woman involved", I said, looking around for a sharp object with which to jab her in the eye. "It's my own idea."
To her credit, she seemed truly delighted at the thought that a man might have ideas of his own about food preparation.
