I was working last night.
Keon called out to me "Hey Tom!" Keon is the young black man whom we work with -- wonderful chef.
"Hey Tom! We have food back here."
I came over and looked at the several pans he had laid out for myself and the rest of staff.
"Oh man!!! You're going to make me get even fatter!!!" I said.
I hadn't even started the wonderful chicken fajitas which someone else made for me.
"Tom!! Now you're hurting my feelings!"
"No. Sorry. No," i said.
"I need to make a big salad to go along with this."
"There you go!," he said. "You got it. Proportions!"
So anyway, they're too kind to me at work. I come home with several meals.
Life is good.
NOTE: 35 years old is young to me.
