Every weekday I caught the same morning bus into work, and he caught the bus just after me, going the other way. So we'd end up staring at each other across the road.
One day, I wore one of my Anti-Meat League t-shirts to work. He seemed bemused but didn't do anything on that day.
But starting the next day, every day, he was eating a meat product, a different type one, every damn day.
I got more and more frustrated, until one day, I finally crossed the road to yell at him.
And he showed me his faux-meat product.
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