Friday, 7 December 2012
A weighty matter
Walking along Madani Avenue early this afternoon on my way to lunch with Saburo, I noticed a young man sitting by the side of the road with a set of bathroom scales in front of him. I hurried by him but it crossed my mind that I'd been staying in a hotel for five weeks. Perhaps it would be a good time to avail of this kind of service?
Postprandially, I looked again for the owner of the scales; however, he was nowhere to be seen. Most likely he was enjoying his own lunch by now. Drat! Friday being the weekend here, there are few people around, and this is probably the only time when I might ever have the courage to weigh myself in public. As a good friend always says, oh well....
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