overheard at the farmers’ market

October 9, 2005

I edged past the vendor handing out sample pieces of fruit. Behind me as I bought some plums, a little girl was getting whiny. Mom was patient.

Mom: What is it, dear.
Girl: Oooh, it hurts, Mommy.
Mom: What hurts, dear.
Girl: Look, I can’t eat it, it hurts!
Mom: Honey, you’re not supposed to eat that.
Girl: I’m not?
Mom: That’s a toothpick. You were just supposed to eat the fruit off the end.

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